In order to survive, I do many jobs

"Mr. Dazai, what's wrong? You've been looking at me." Osamu Dazai heard her ask.

The sound of the kitchen knife cutting into the chopping board was heard from the kitchen to the living room, which was crisp and deafening, fully reflecting the unusual mood of the owner at this time.

"Before I finish dinner, stop your being a monster." The bright signal was delivered to Osamu Dazai through the virtual radar, and he threateningly transformed into the shape of lightning and waved a cat-mao fist at him.

There is no deterrence at all, just cute.

What will happen if you don't stop being a demon?Will Qianye be angry with him because of this?

No, she will only change the tone of coaxing a kindergarten kid, coaxing him with canned crab meat or other promises, agreeing to Osamu Dazai's unequal treaty.While scolding him in her heart, she changed her itinerary for him, and replaced serious things with many useless items that wasted her time.

Generally speaking, those who disrupt Qianye's schedule due to their own reasons will be punished ruthlessly, and she is particularly difficult to talk about in this regard.Bingdi's friends were deeply impressed by this, because if the teacher delayed the class after school, An and his classmates would definitely show horror like ghosts.

Class teacher: An He, please restrain yourself and don't try to murder your poor teacher.

But Osamu Dazai was different.He can do whatever he wants, all the principles of An and Qianye unconditionally make way for him, the fact that he is "preferred" is beyond doubt.

The favored have nothing to fear...?

There was no movement in the kitchen, the fried rice on the boiler was sizzling, and the chef's black-haired girl was still waiting for his answer.

Although Qianye had a strange brain circuit, it was not difficult for Osamu Dazai to guess her emotions and thoughts.There is almost no need to think, she will subconsciously recall her own itinerary today to make sure there are no loopholes, and after confirming that it is not her fault, the four characters "unreasonable making trouble" will be pressed on Dazai Osamu's head, and she will not accept it. refute.

But she won't be angry about it either. "The cat at home is losing his temper again. What can I do? I can only forgive you."A similar concept is deeply rooted in Qianye's mind, and there is no need for logic at all. Qianye has already unilaterally completed the entire incident. No matter how difficult Dazai Osamu is, what he will get is probably endless indulgence and accommodation.

Doting is a knife full of honey. When you clearly understand that you have an incomparable position in her heart, and every request of her can be answered, you can push her to a corner. Retreat, until there is no way to retreat, and then ask helplessly: "What do you want?"

As long as he is willing to speak, she is willing to give it. Under the concession, there is an abyss of desire that cannot be filled.

There will always be a day when the bottom line is stepped on, and the current peace is only because they are still standing on the same front.

Unlike Qianye's comprehensive and complete arrangements for his own life, Osamu Dazai has no so-called life plan most of the time.Anyway, I don’t know when I will die, and planning the future itself is extremely absurd—people will never live to the day they plan, and the ink marks written on the notepad are just a collection of ignorance and innocence .

But to put it bluntly, Osamu Dazai's short-term goal is probably to try to be a good person, to be the one who saves others.His friend pointed out a direction for him, which was completely different from his previous life, and he could barely see a hopeful path.

Mafia that don't kill people... Not bad either.

Staying in Tokyo is an expedient measure during the period of laundering files. He and Oda Saku will definitely return to Yokohama, but what about Qianye?

Of course, she is a native of Yokohama, and she also loves this city from the bottom of her heart, but returning to Yokohama obviously conflicts with her life plan for herself.

Apart from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, there is no organization in Yokohama that allows her to go undercover.

Osamu Dazai finds it funny every time he thinks about it.Although he knew that there must be a reason for Qianye to take this path, but her own subjective consciousness is also very biased towards this outrageous second-five career, and she is even very proud of it, not hiding her happiness at all and proud.

A little observation of Qianye's undercover organization shows that even though she consciously saves others, her own position is more inclined towards chaos.Osamu Dazai can even be sure that even if the devil Fyodor has done so many things, as long as there is an opportunity and it is suitable, Qianye will not mind working for him at all.

"It's just doing things with money, don't think too much." She would definitely say that, with a nonchalant smile, standing on the node of countless crossing lines.

As time goes by, the road stretching under her feet will widen. This challenging road can only be walked by one person. The former friends are just passing scenery. Even if they accompany her for a while, they will eventually be abandoned. And the new Her best friends are always waiting for her in front of her.

——No one is indispensable to Qianye, whether it is family or friends.Because no one can keep up with her footsteps, the only result of staying in place is being abandoned.

That boy named Yukimura Seichi was Qianye's best friend in junior high school, right?But since they came to Tokyo, they have never seen each other again. If the other party does not take the initiative to contact, Qianye, who has a new friend and a new life, will not even take the initiative to maintain this relationship.

The switch between affectionate and unfeeling is only in an instant. Osamu Dazai felt that Qianye and himself were very similar in essence a long time ago, and now he feels that they are really strangely similar.

Even, the colder and crueler person is her.

"When will I be abandoned by her?" Osamu Dazai lay on the sofa, thinking aimlessly.

After the file was whitewashed?After someone more worthy of her sacrifice appeared?Or after he and she went on different paths?

Anyway, there will always be a time when he is not in Qianye's life plan.

"Mr. Dazai, did you catch up on sleep during the day? Or didn't you sleep at all?" I didn't get a response from Dazai and didn't know what he was doing. I simply walked to the living room, squatted next to the sofa, and poked poked him in the face.

Osamu Dazai turned his head, facing the back of the sofa, not looking at me.

After the ball, is he really angry because I didn't coax him in the morning?Do you want to be so stingy!It's just a toy pendant, what about your mind as an adult?

"If you don't talk, I won't let you pass by, I saw it, the bruises under Dazai-san's eyes... After a night's sleep, you can sleep well all day, and there is no urgent work that needs to be done right now. "Where did you go fishing, aren't you the best at being lazy?

I shake out the soft blanket and wrap it around him from shoulders to ankles.It's already autumn, if I don't know how to take care of myself after winter, I'm afraid I'll have another winter cough.Is it okay to be kind to your own body, is the low-grade fever so haunting that you experience it once a month?

"Sleep after eating. You can drink some soup if you don't want to eat. I bought corn, which should be quite sweet." Since you like corn cups in children's meals, you should also like corn soup, right?I thought uncertainly.

Osamu Dazai, who was wrapped in a thin blanket, turned over and looked at me.His face was pressed on the sofa, and it was cutely flattened. Looking at his fleshy face, I couldn't help it, and I stretched out my hand to poke it lightly.

When he was in Hong Kong, he didn’t have a cute sensuality on his face. It’s all the result of my breeding during this time. I am indeed a super high school-level cat owner, and my skills are far superior to Mori Ogai’s. A thousand times more than that.proud akimbo.jpg

"Does Qianye want to raise a cat?" Osamu Dazai asked me in this posture, his kite-colored eyes blinked up and down.

"Uh, no." Facing Dazai Osamu's sudden topic change, I froze for a second before replying frankly.

Of course cats are cute, but I already have animals to raise, and the boat of my life cannot bear the weight of three people.

"Why, Qianye obviously likes cats very much." Osamu Dazai insisted, "Isn't it good to have a cat? A small one can be carried in Qianye's pocket, and can be taken anywhere."

I originally thought that Osamu Dazai asked me if I wanted to have a cat because cats rejected the same kind, but why did it become more and more wrong the more I heard it?What happened to the faint envy in the words?

"It's fine to put it in your pocket." I thank you for not being sensitive.Erwuzai's career is so dangerous, how could he bring a cat with him, the cat will be frightened, I don't like creatures that are surprised at first glance, unless it is a cat that is as elegant and self-sufficient as "teacher".

I really miss "Teacher". I don't know if it will randomly appear on Lupine's bar chair. Have you ever met Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi who carries small dried fish with him? Would you like to touch your radiant fur for him? .

Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi has not been favored by cats so far. I sympathize with him very much. As a cat lover, he has a physique of hating cats, which is too miserable.

Having said that, today's Osamu Dazai is really strange. Before I knew it, he ate the poisonous mushrooms in the back mountain again, so that his brain went crazy?Should I take him for gastric lavage? I am worried.

"I'll talk about the topic of cats later. You can't just give an answer immediately, right?" Being responsible for one's life is a major matter that must be considered carefully, not a small matter that can be decided at a stroke of the brain.

After a long and serious thought about raising a slaughterhouse, I carefully calculated the balance between expenses and life points, as well as the general environment for future employment, before I made up my mind to write Osamu Dazai into my life plan. If I have a bite to eat, he won't starve to death.

I was almost moved to tears by myself, in return you must finish your dinner well, and then go to bed obediently, OK?

"You don't even want to keep a cat? You think it's troublesome, you're right, Qianye hates trouble." Dazai Osamu's brain circuit is completely different from mine, and the topic becomes more and more strange. I won't betray or be a monster, and I don't want to raise such a cute cat..."

Sure enough, no matter who it is, it is your burden.

? ? ?I am confused, no, no, no, do you have any misunderstanding about cats? Obedient and well-behaved are all illusions. Picky eaters, willful and unpredictable are the essence of cats.Look at yourself, a typical cat man, you can't boast so outrageously, even a chef can't go along with such a bizarre point of view, please refer to real cases more or less.

I heard that when people are sleepy, they will say some mentally retarded speeches due to the lack of oxygen in the brain, and Osamu Dazai's supernatural ability is the dementia in the world. I suddenly felt that it was understandable.He is so tired that he is talking nonsense, don't mention anything, he will go to catch up on sleep after eating, and remember to take some calcium tablets and vitamin C before going to bed.

"Mr. Dazai has been talking about cats, are you missing Lupin's 'teacher'?" The ultra-rare male sanhua cat, the walking lucky koi, Lupin's group pet, no one will not love him.

"That's right. Lupine is Mr. Dazai's favorite shop. I haven't been there for a long time." I rubbed my chin and had a flash of inspiration. "Do you want to drink a detergent cocktail? Drinking some wine can help you sleep. Make a drink, sir."

These are small things that can be negotiated. In short, the most urgent thing is to eat. I made seafood fried rice tonight. It should be very fragrant... delicious...

—Where did the smell come from?

"Ah, ah, my fried rice!" I jumped up and rushed into the kitchen like a whirlwind, no, no, no, how can God treat me like this, can't he give me a time-out!My shrimp, my squid, my crab meat, no more, no more!

It's all the bandage monster's fault!I said don't be a monster when I'm cooking!Well now, there is no seafood fried rice, come on, sandwiches go.

As a result of Dazai Osamu's strange act of a demon, the pot in our house was burnt, and the bottom of the pot was black.I don't have a spare pot at home, so I'll go to the special price section of the supermarket tomorrow to see if there are any brands doing activities, and stock up on two more for use.

I sat on the rug with my fat crab pillow in my arms, biting a sandwich resentfully.Although the taste is as good as ever, but I want to eat fried rice, you can't understand this obsession.

Osamu Dazai was wrapped in a blanket and drank corn chowder. Because it was too hot, he kept sticking out his tongue, his face was flushed pink by the heat, his long and curly eyelashes were condensed with drops of water like broken diamonds, and he was slightly twitching. Trembling like dew falling from the tip of a leaf.

"Phew, my body is so warm." Osamu Dazai put down the bowl and chopsticks, his black hair was slightly wet with sweat and stuck to his pale skin, I took a tissue to wipe the water stains on his forehead, and sat on the sofa Osamu Dazai obediently lowered his head so that I could touch him without stretching my arms too far.

"Okay, take a break before going to take a shower, and then go to bed." I pointed to the quartz clock in the living room. Although it's only less than 08:30, all entertainment programs tonight are cancelled. Go to bed and don't let me See the light blue marks under your eyes.

Because I promised to make him a detergent cocktail, I didn't break my promise. After taking a hot bath and drinking a glass of wine, I felt as happy as a fairy. Dazai Osamu was clearly arranged by me, very good, and kept in this state.

I couldn't take a shower immediately after eating, and during this period of idle time, I turned to the kitchen to clean up the mess, and Osamu Dazai, who has always been doing everything to avoid housework, unexpectedly followed.

He's really out of sorts today.At his request, I gave him the dishcloth for washing the dishes, and while wiping the table, I was always on the lookout for tragedies such as Osamu Dazai breaking the plate and cutting his wrist, which was then dripping with blood.

Osamu Dazai: ...He didn't lose his limbs to such a terrifying extent, right? What kind of image has become of him in Qianye's heart?

"It seems that I haven't told Qianye yet. Oda Saku and I plan to return to Yokohama after the files are cleared, and we may join the Armed Detective Agency." Osamu Dazai said while stirring the white bubbles in the pool. Can't hear the emotion, "Will Qianye go back with us?"

"Yokohama? Probably." I said casually as I struggled with the stains on the table, "Most of the work of the Supernatural Secret Service is in Yokohama. Mr. Ango is still waiting for me to save his hair."

"Special Ability Division... Qianye has already decided, don't you consider the Armed Detective Agency? Come with me." Osamu Dazai put the washed dishes on the drying rack, and the dripping water flowed along the white porcelain plate. The edges are dripping.

"Don't think about it." My attention was still on the stubborn stain, "I failed the entrance test for the Armed Detective Agency."

"Saving others is more important than your own life." Although it is a very moral creed, it is not in line with my principles." I finally wiped the table and let out a tired breath. Osamu Dazai didn't know when to stop The movement of the hand, looked sideways at me.

"Why?" he said.

"Mr. Dazai, don't ask questions knowingly, you know it all." I walked to him, shared a faucet with him, and calmly said amidst the sound of rushing water, "Because for me, there is nothing more important than my own life .”

"I will go forward with all my strength in order to survive. It's ridiculous to give my life just because of the safety of one or two passers-by I don't know." I wrung out the water on the rag and cleaned it up. Neatly folded and placed on a shelf.

"Impossible, that kind of thing." I looked into his eyes and said slowly, "I prefer the identity of a villain to a good person—that's it."

"But Dazai-san and Odasaku-san will definitely pass the test." I stretched, "Come on, new job."

"How can Qianye be sure? It's normal for Oda Tsukuru to be fine. In Qianye's mind, am I the kind of person who's prioritizing saving others before his own life?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head and asked me .

"Yes." I nodded affirmatively, this is the most correct fact.

——Speaking like you care about your own life, isn't the requirement to join the Armed Detective Agency perfect for you?

I joined the port mafia because it was the closest job I could get to death, and it's okay to change my mind and be a good guy now.

I hope that the Armed Detective Agency can let Osamu Dazai see new possibilities. It is indeed better to save people, even if it is only a little happiness, let’s make yourself happy.

"Don't delay, Mr. Dazai." I made a serious face, "You must go to bed before nine o'clock today, there is no room for negotiation."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai raised his hands in surrender, and then complained, "It's too early, I can't sleep at all."

People who stay up all night are not qualified to say this, they are just coaxing them to sleep, I can do it, the almighty little genius is omnipotent.

The hot water gradually brewed drowsiness, followed by a glass of slightly drunk wine, the soft bed, the tight curtains, and the dim night light at the bedside. I flipped through the math book in my hand, and prepared to read him a section of conic curves.

Believe me, there is no more hypnotic bedtime reading than this. Every math teacher is a hidden hypnotist who helps many students get rid of insomnia.

Osamu Dazai was wrapped in the quilt by me, only his disheveled head was exposed. He looked at the math book in my hand with an indescribable expression.

"Isn't it good to talk about Snow White?" Osamu Dazai tried to make the last struggle, and fell asleep listening to the math lectures. His dream at night must be full of formulas, and it was scary to think about it.

"No, fairy tales don't have this kind of hypnosis." As a professional, I rejected his proposal.Listening to his retelling of fairy tales, I guess even if I finished reading the whole book of One Thousand and One Nights, he would still be looking at me with those innocent eyes.

You have to trust the judgment of a famous detective, I am much more reliable than you.

OK, I'm going to start reading and close my eyes.

"Chapter 1, the definition of a conic section: the locus of a point where the ratio e of the distance to a fixed point and the distance to a fixed line is constant is called a conic section. When e>1, it is a hyperbola, and when e=1, it is a parabola. An ellipse when e<[-]..."

I read aloud in a straight voice, consolidating the knowledge points while coaxing my guardian to sleep. An excellent learner will not let go of any fragmented time of study. I am confident in this month's monthly exam. Let's PK, Mr. Atobe !

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes helplessly. If there are words that can make people lose the desire to think in an instant, and just want to fall asleep, it must be the language of mathematics. What a profound subject, the truth of the world is hidden in the dark and sweet dreams middle.

The belated sleepiness swept over his nerves, Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, and gradually fell into the embrace of dreams.

My voice was lowered little by little, and with the faint light of the night light, the black-haired young man's slightly trembling eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly, and he was about to fly with the ups and downs of his breathing.

Is it coaxed?I rested my chin with one hand and closed the textbook in my hand.

Will you not be angry tomorrow?It's just a small pendant, but it has caused so many things.

"Of course I'll give it to you if you want it, idiot." I yawned, sleepy, and I'm going to sleep too.

"Good night, Dazai-san."

The next day, the sun from eight to nine o'clock shone through the curtains, swaying into people's eyes. Osamu Dazai sat up slowly and pulled off the messy bandage around his neck.

A post-it note with a black cat pattern was pasted on the bedside table, and the slender hand gently took it off:

Mr. To Dazai: You can’t skip breakfast because of the reason that “it’s almost lunch time anyway, why don’t you just eat lunch”? I bought you a children’s set meal from M, but the toys are sold out so I don’t have it. It’s a pity. ——By. Qianyechan who received the bad news early in the morning

"If you don't have toys, don't buy children's meals." Osamu Dazai was speechless. Is a children's meal without toys worth it?No!

Is the mummy pendant so popular? Osamu Dazai thought of his own pendant. He put his hand into the pocket of his coat while arranging the sleeves of his clothes.

It's better to hang it on the mobile phone than to buy it, he thought, his fingers deftly twisted the small rope on the pendant out of the loop.

With the action of the force, the villain swayed in mid-air, made a circular motion, and turned around by himself, turning his back from the fart to reveal his face.

A baby face with a big grin.

Osamu Dazai paused, lightly poked the happy smiling expression of the little mummy twice with his fingertips, and slumped his shoulders in frustration.

——In the end, he was still the coaxed cat.

Qianye, that's really too bad.

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Qianye: I am a professional at coaxing cats.