Forced by Butei's gravity

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The work of the detective agency is not very busy.

The clerical staff performed their duties in handling the clerical work, and the members of the detective agency as investigators seemed to have fallen into a period of burnout, and went to the coffee shop downstairs in groups.

The owner of the coffee shop is very skilled, and the brewed coffee is very mellow, which is the most suitable for my taste.

The people of the detective agency were scattered around the seats, drinking drinks and eating snacks, talking softly.

Seemingly peaceful and serene, I felt a sense of retirement life.

This atmosphere is different from what I remember, and it is also different from Chuya Nakahara's memory.

In the memory of the gravity user, it seems that there are ammunition, blood, money, power and strength everywhere.And in my memory, it is more about me pulling my friends to try all kinds of new things.

I'm in a daze.

At the same time, I felt that my consciousness seemed to be split into two parts: one was when "I" was an ordinary person, hooking my friend's arm and teasing the other party's back as a matter of course; the other was "I" "As the darkness seen in the Central Plains, whether it is hot weapons or cold weapons, gravity enables fearless steps.

There are also pitch-black birds falling from the sky.

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The sunshine outside the window is very good, and the location I chose is also very good, which is very suitable for just lying on your stomach and taking a nap.

My heart is a little tangled, thinking about such an image that does not conform to gravity, and at the same time, my heart is so excited that I want to just lie down and close my eyes for a while.

In the end, I obeyed my heart, pushed away the empty coffee cup, bent my back and pressed my face on my arm, lying on the table, looking out through the transparent glass, idly looking at the few of pedestrians.

I feel very tired and wish I could fall asleep like this.

In this very peaceful and calm atmosphere, take a little rest for a while.

At this time, Osamu Dazai sat across from me, looking at me with indescribable eyes, looking at me straightforwardly.

"Is Zhong also tired?" He asked a question as light as a sigh.

I subconsciously wanted to straighten up and straighten my sitting posture, but he reached out and pressed my shoulder.The force he used cannot be said to be great, but I just feel inexplicably that I can't refuse.

"I can't say I'm tired, I'm just a little unaccustomed to it." In the end, I still maintained my prone position and answered him like this.

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"There is a wind-up spring on my back, and it breaks itself when it reaches saturation point. 』

This quote suddenly occurred to me, but I can't remember where I saw it.

So I ignored Dazai Osamu's gaze, and then fell into deep thought on my own, recalling the source of this sentence.

I can be sure that this sentence was definitely said by someone among the group of literary giants who abandoned literature and turned to martial arts, but after thinking about it, I am not sure who said or wrote it.

While thinking about it, I distractedly glanced at the person sitting across from me, and I found that he was also lying on the table like me, with his hands under his chin, and his kite-colored eyes seemed to be filled with only me.

After staring at those eyes for a moment, I suddenly realized.

Yes, it's "No Longer Human".

Because "that is to say, if you find the target to tease, you will torture it. In this case, only Dazai Osamu can say it.

Dazai Osamu who is different from Dazai Osamu but also somewhat similar.

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Osamu Dazai and I stared at each other for a long time, neither of us said anything but simply stared at each other, it was boring but quiet, and there was nothing wrong with that.

Get off work on time.

This armed detective agency is similar to other companies, unlike Hong Kong gangsters who have endless overtime and business trips.

Before leaving get off work, they had a short meeting.

And I stayed in the reception area, looking at the three-flowered cat by the window and continued to be in a daze for a lot of today.It wasn't until the soft and fluffy cat jumped over various obstacles and climbed onto my lap that I slowly came back to my senses, lowered my head and smoothed the cat's fur skillfully.

"Today is going to pass, and tomorrow will be a new day." I murmured in a low voice while hugging the shiny cat.

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I followed Osamu Dazai back to his house?Or a safe house?

Anyway, as soon as he entered the room, he stepped on the ground with bare feet, and flew onto the sofa, muttering something like "I'm exhausted".

And I stepped on his slippers, and stood at the door of the living room with my arms folded, looking at the room. It was clean, except for the basic furniture, it was as tidy as a commercial house.

He hadn't had dinner yet, had nothing but a cup of coffee at the coffee shop in the afternoon, and after the dead apple incident, he hadn't had breakfast or lunch.

Stepping on slippers that were too big for me, I went into the attached kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and tried to find something to eat.

However, all I could find was a fridge of wine and cans, which left me a bit at a loss.But luckily there is at least rice in the kitchen, so I can cook porridge or something.

So I made a pot of crab porridge. It was said to be crab porridge, but in fact it was just crab meat in the porridge. Then I remembered to add salt to the porridge.

Osamu Dazai looked very happy, as long as it was a crab dish, he would accept it.

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I watched him eat two bowls of porridge happily, and then planned to continue eating.

Out of the habit of taking care of my friends, I stopped him and even pressed his belly with one hand-this made me confirm that he was indeed full, and if he continued to eat, he might feel nauseated.

Osamu Dazai, who was stopped, looked less happy than before, his shoulders slumped, and he was very childish.

The familiar feeling is the same déjà vu as the child I was forced to breastfeed.

I even subconsciously took out my original attitude and sent people to go to bed early, and Heroic Spirit doesn't need to sleep, so I decided to spend the night on the sofa in the living room.

After confirming that Osamu Dazai had gone to bed and covered himself with the quilt, I turned off all the lights in the room, turned on the TV in the living room and turned it on to silent, and started watching TV.

Tonight is going to be a bit of a long night.

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in places I don't know.

I will never know what setting I was added by the script duo of the detective agency, nor what weird patch the world will put on me.

It's always a bit exaggerated, and it may take some time for me to know part of the reasoning and the truth.

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Sleeping in the bedroom, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, counting all the discoveries made today, about "Chuya Chuya".

Then, based on the habits and behavior she revealed, a rough image of the leader Osamu Dazai was constructed.I consciously brought myself into it, and finally came to a conclusion.

That is Osamu Dazai.

If there is such a world where Oda Sakunosuke is still alive, he will make the same choice and behavior.

Dazai Osamu who died as the leader, and Nakahara Chuya who became a heroic spirit after his death.

What is her wish?Osamu Dazai pulled the quilt and thought while turning his face to the door.

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It is to hold "I".Osamu Dazai closed his eyes completely, and curled up under the blanket.

Because Zhong Yuanzhong is also a good person.

The author has something to say: the cp problem is discussed in Chapter 3, in short, this game is just as you like!

By the way, I don't know what I wrote today.I wrote the report overnight and then updated it.

If there is any problem, I will probably have to wait until I am sober to correct it.

Today's song: PrayerX by KingGnu

Qutuo のない笑境の里隠していた

hidden behind the smile

life kiru tame no shh

It's a lie weaved to survive

this should be

Now it's hard to tell

自分の屋地方でさえも见失ってるの?

Have been unable to find the existence of home?

This section can also be brought into the leader's slaughter.Calmly revealed tiredness.