King of 25 Cubs
Chapter 135 Yogo & Maria
Sacrifice, die for love? ! !
I was stunned for a moment, and even forgot to push the other party away.
Coincidentally, my parents returned from skiing with the children from the orphanage.
"Who are you?! Let go of my daughter!"
My dad ran in and pulled me behind me.
"Maria, are you okay?" My mother patted my head distressedly: "Aren't you scared?"
"Ah, no..."
I opened my mouth in a daze, and saw my dad pick up the broom by the door and was about to beat someone up.
"Dad! Dad, calm down!" I rushed over and hugged my dad's waist: "He didn't do anything to me, he just came to apply for a job—"
"How dare you do anything to you when applying for a job? And invite you to die for love? This is abetting suicide, you know?!"
My dad was furious, with a feather duster in his left hand and a broom in his right hand, waving furiously: "Is it because I can't hold the knife anymore or are you floating? If you dare to hurt my daughter, three legs will be broken by you!!"
Osamu Dazai smiled dryly, stepped back and waved his hands, explaining in a feeble tone:
"I was just joking, I didn't want to do anything to your daughter... Wow! Why are you really hitting me?! I'm wrong, sorry, I'm leaving now!"
For a while, chicken feathers and brooms flew together, cursing and yelling in the ensemble, and the noise was so loud that even the classmate Tuo Si next door came to see the joke.
"Dad! Dad! It's alright, stop beating, just drive him away!"
I suddenly felt a little distressed.
After a while, the man named "Dazai Osamu" was kicked out of the orphanage.
I held my inexplicably hot left wrist at a loss, and the tip of my hair seemed to leave a warm and soft touch after being kissed.
It's so strange, there are no sensory nerves in the hair.
"Maria, what's wrong with you?"
Classmate Tosi asked with concern.
Hey, why didn't he call me classmate Maria?
My eyebrows twitched slightly.
--Is there a problem?I was originally Maria.
There was a childish voice in my heart saying this.
Tick, tick.
Where is the second hand of the clock ringing.
"It's all right, Maria, don't be afraid, that annoying guy won't appear again."
My mom hugged me and patted my back reassuringly.
Yes, I am Maria.
Tick, tick.
"Well……"
The head suddenly hurt, and then accompanied by a feeling of lightness all over the body, as if the soul was lifted into the air and was pouring out space for something.
Those strange feelings disappeared, there was no hot left wrist, and no sensitive hair-end nerves, as if everything before was an illusion.
Tick, tick.
"Maria?"
Fedya asked again.
"I" scratched my hair: "Oh, I'm fine."
"That's good."
He put a pocket watch in his pocket.
The young man's eyes are indifferent, the corners of his lips are slightly hooked, and his voice is warm and friendly, which makes people feel good when they hear it.
"Don't worry, I will protect you."
·
I couldn't see Osamu Dazai again until the winter vacation.
However, during this time, my relationship with Fei Jia has improved significantly.
How can it be improved?
He gave me a goose, a big social goose that is snow-white and majestic, and can deliver letters.
One day after school, I just opened the door and found a big white goose in the yard.
Its slender and powerful neck is majestic and majestic, and its wings are flapping fiercely. The parrot that usually flies down to look for me has been circling in mid-air, and was too frightened by the geese to land.
The goose and I stared at each other for a long time before we noticed that there was a rough piece of cardboard hanging around its neck, and it also had the logo of a department store on it, which looked like it was cut out of a cardboard box.
"Brother Goose, look at this cardboard is turned over, can I arrange it properly? It will be done soon, don't bite me!"
I carefully turned the cardboard over, and quickly withdrew my hand.
"—I'm sorry, I won't grab your chicken legs again?"
I frowned and finished reading the handwriting on the cardboard, then turned my head to look at the next door in surprise.
What kind of weird way of apologizing is this, I have no mouth, so I have to find a goose as an intermediary?
I immediately pulled my neck and yelled into the room: "Mom! Mom! I want to eat big goose stewed in an iron pot tonight!"
Takaho Ikue ran out wearing an apron, holding a frying pan in his hand, looking like he was going to beat me up.
"Eat and eat, you will know how to eat! This is the pet Fyodor gave you!"
The social goose seemed to understand what I said, and angrily spread its wings to chase me.
Seeing that I was about to fall into the tragic situation of man-goose doubles, I could only run, shouting while running:
"I've already raised parrots, why do I need to raise a social goose, it's scared by the parrots, like a quail!"
Of course, this big social goose was not stewed in the end, but became a messenger between Fei Jia and me.
The big goose is very humane. Sometimes it will send Fei Jia a hand-painted greeting card. Sometimes it will hang a bag of fruit or snacks around its neck and appear in front of me waddlingly. Once, it even brought a The canteen tastes exactly the same as the drumsticks.
"Brother Goose, as a poultry, you hang food that is also made of poultry around your neck."
With a very complicated heart, I took the paper bag containing the chicken legs off the goose's neck, shook my head and sighed: "You traitor to birds!"
Brother Goose, who was pointed at and scolded by me, was very unconvinced. He wanted to bite me when his neck was stalked, but I dodged it nimbly.
I'm short-handed, I'm a reasonable fairy, and I decided to treat Fei Jia better in the future.
But the main reason is that I like this goose. It looks delicious and can be used as a food reserve.
For the sake of the goose, I decided to make up with Fei Jia.
Hey, why did I use the word "reconciliation"?
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
Gogol, on the other hand, said something inexplicable when he saw me teasing the goose:
"No wonder so many people want to lose their memory."
I:"???"
"Indeed, it's also good to be able to forget the fleeting troubles. One minute of happiness can compensate for years of sadness."
He tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and said in a slightly cold voice: "You mean it, Maria?"
Not only Gogol, but even Sigma's expression became a little strange when he saw the goose when he came to my house as a guest.
He stared at the goose for a long time, and looked at me hesitantly, as if probing: "Maria, are you... happy now?"
"I've always been very happy." I tilted my head: "Why do you ask this?"
"It's nothing." Sigma suddenly touched my head: "Although it's all fake, it's good that you can be happy, even if these are just short-lived illusions."
I blinked suspiciously.
What is true or false?
What he said was a bit profound, and I didn't quite understand it. When I wanted to ask again, my mother had already asked us to eat.
On the second day of the winter vacation, my classmates and I made an appointment to go to the Bolshoi Theater to watch the ballet performance "Swan Lake".
After watching the performance, on the way home by bus, I caught a glimpse of Gogol and Fedya passing by in Moscow’s Red Square by accident through the window.
"Master driver, stop the car!"
I got out of the car, and before I got close to those two people, my footsteps stopped suddenly.
"Wait, why am I looking for them?"
I subconsciously didn't want to go there, as if I was escaping from something, but a voice came out of my ear, and she said to me: Don't be afraid, follow me secretly.
This person's voice is exactly like mine, but his tone is calm, mature and experienced.
She's the kind of girl I want to be.
Oddly enough, I still decided to follow the past to have a look.
In fact, I've never done tracking work before, but it's probably a talent. This body is nimble and light, and the footsteps land without sound. It shouldn't be too easy to follow.
With the help of bushes and statues, I kept a close distance and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two.
"You helped that Osamu Dazai find a job?"
This is Gogol.
Fei Jia let out a "hmm".
"No wonder you haven't seen him lately. But then again, why are you helping him find a job?"
Gogol's voice was full of banter.
Fei Jia was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a very strange tone: "I talked to him and wanted him to stay away from the orphanage, but he just cried, and he would cry in front of me."
The boy's voice was inexplicably aggrieved:
"I had no choice but to introduce him to a stable job, so that he would not have time to come to the orphanage to find Maria."
—Good Russian.
The words popped out of my head automatically.
Gogol almost twitched with a laugh.
After a long time, he wiped away the physical tears from his laughter, and looked at Fei Jia again: "A Tuo, do you remember?"
Fei Jia's voice was calm and slightly sarcastic: "No, but I can guess a little by guessing."
"There seem to be two personalities living in Maria's body: one is not sensitive to me; the other has a slight affection for me, but at the same time has the anxiety of not being close."
He bit his finger unconsciously, and said slowly: "Obviously, both of these consciousnesses knew me before, so I used a little trick of hypnosis to temporarily let the consciousness that has a good impression on me gain the upper hand."
"I have investigated my current identity, as well as the previous experience of you and Maria, and found many senses of dissonance. Such discord obviously does not conform to the 'personal design', at least, it does not conform to my own behavioral thinking .”
Fei Jia put down his hand and tapped his fingertips on the bench in the square, as if playing chess.
"This is not the real world, is it?"
I subconsciously frowned.
Two personalities?Hypnosis?Not the real world?
What does this all mean?
The head began to hurt again, and the voices of the two seemed to sink into the bottom of the water, becoming indistinct.
"...in the... book..."
"...Why only me and her have no memory..."
"... Erase the memory and start again... The apology is more sincere... You want to make up for Doll's childhood and family that you owed her... It is also to arouse her feelings and nostalgia for the world... These are all... plans... ..."
Suddenly, the warm memories of the past ten years quickly flooded into my mind.
Mom and Dad who love me, a big family of lively brothers and sisters, a wonderful childhood and school life... how can these be fake?
Maybe it's because it's too beautiful, so it's fake?
Could it be that Gogol was joking?
Yes, he must be joking, he often jokes!
"What he said was true."
The mature and calm voice reappeared: "These are also what I have longed for the most, but the fake ones are fake ones. The dream will wake up one day."
"You only belong to the distant past, the covered past."
She said slowly, as if opening her arms to me: "Now, leave it to me."
Wait, what do I give you?
Consciousness seems to be stripped abruptly.
No!
Don't take everything from me!
Don't... I only have so much... Don't...
"I" shook my head, and the surrounding voices suddenly became clear again.
The sound of the wind, the chirping of birds, and the footsteps of pedestrians are all clearly distinguishable.
"Dangdangdang-"
The clock in the church on Red Square has just struck twelve.
There is also the dialogue between Tuo Si and Gogol——
"Unlock the final puzzle to get out. In your setting, if Takaho Yugo defeats Maria's consciousness, she will answer the wrong question and be trapped in the book forever. But now the book has been changed, Maybe the correct answer is the opposite."
"As for why Sigma and I are here?"
Gogol opened his arms and said with joy, "Because it's fun! We didn't follow your instructions and came in without authorization!"
·
I have no memory of what the two of them said later.
When I "woke up", I found that I was already sitting on the bus going home.
I got out of the car in a daze, and was almost hit by a car at the entrance of the alley near my home. Someone grabbed my arm in time.
"careful!"
I looked up, and the man had a long-lost familiar face.
I unconsciously rubbed my left wrist and whispered:
"Mr. Osamu Dazai?"
The author has something to say:
When I become "I", it means that the personality has changed.
I was stunned for a moment, and even forgot to push the other party away.
Coincidentally, my parents returned from skiing with the children from the orphanage.
"Who are you?! Let go of my daughter!"
My dad ran in and pulled me behind me.
"Maria, are you okay?" My mother patted my head distressedly: "Aren't you scared?"
"Ah, no..."
I opened my mouth in a daze, and saw my dad pick up the broom by the door and was about to beat someone up.
"Dad! Dad, calm down!" I rushed over and hugged my dad's waist: "He didn't do anything to me, he just came to apply for a job—"
"How dare you do anything to you when applying for a job? And invite you to die for love? This is abetting suicide, you know?!"
My dad was furious, with a feather duster in his left hand and a broom in his right hand, waving furiously: "Is it because I can't hold the knife anymore or are you floating? If you dare to hurt my daughter, three legs will be broken by you!!"
Osamu Dazai smiled dryly, stepped back and waved his hands, explaining in a feeble tone:
"I was just joking, I didn't want to do anything to your daughter... Wow! Why are you really hitting me?! I'm wrong, sorry, I'm leaving now!"
For a while, chicken feathers and brooms flew together, cursing and yelling in the ensemble, and the noise was so loud that even the classmate Tuo Si next door came to see the joke.
"Dad! Dad! It's alright, stop beating, just drive him away!"
I suddenly felt a little distressed.
After a while, the man named "Dazai Osamu" was kicked out of the orphanage.
I held my inexplicably hot left wrist at a loss, and the tip of my hair seemed to leave a warm and soft touch after being kissed.
It's so strange, there are no sensory nerves in the hair.
"Maria, what's wrong with you?"
Classmate Tosi asked with concern.
Hey, why didn't he call me classmate Maria?
My eyebrows twitched slightly.
--Is there a problem?I was originally Maria.
There was a childish voice in my heart saying this.
Tick, tick.
Where is the second hand of the clock ringing.
"It's all right, Maria, don't be afraid, that annoying guy won't appear again."
My mom hugged me and patted my back reassuringly.
Yes, I am Maria.
Tick, tick.
"Well……"
The head suddenly hurt, and then accompanied by a feeling of lightness all over the body, as if the soul was lifted into the air and was pouring out space for something.
Those strange feelings disappeared, there was no hot left wrist, and no sensitive hair-end nerves, as if everything before was an illusion.
Tick, tick.
"Maria?"
Fedya asked again.
"I" scratched my hair: "Oh, I'm fine."
"That's good."
He put a pocket watch in his pocket.
The young man's eyes are indifferent, the corners of his lips are slightly hooked, and his voice is warm and friendly, which makes people feel good when they hear it.
"Don't worry, I will protect you."
·
I couldn't see Osamu Dazai again until the winter vacation.
However, during this time, my relationship with Fei Jia has improved significantly.
How can it be improved?
He gave me a goose, a big social goose that is snow-white and majestic, and can deliver letters.
One day after school, I just opened the door and found a big white goose in the yard.
Its slender and powerful neck is majestic and majestic, and its wings are flapping fiercely. The parrot that usually flies down to look for me has been circling in mid-air, and was too frightened by the geese to land.
The goose and I stared at each other for a long time before we noticed that there was a rough piece of cardboard hanging around its neck, and it also had the logo of a department store on it, which looked like it was cut out of a cardboard box.
"Brother Goose, look at this cardboard is turned over, can I arrange it properly? It will be done soon, don't bite me!"
I carefully turned the cardboard over, and quickly withdrew my hand.
"—I'm sorry, I won't grab your chicken legs again?"
I frowned and finished reading the handwriting on the cardboard, then turned my head to look at the next door in surprise.
What kind of weird way of apologizing is this, I have no mouth, so I have to find a goose as an intermediary?
I immediately pulled my neck and yelled into the room: "Mom! Mom! I want to eat big goose stewed in an iron pot tonight!"
Takaho Ikue ran out wearing an apron, holding a frying pan in his hand, looking like he was going to beat me up.
"Eat and eat, you will know how to eat! This is the pet Fyodor gave you!"
The social goose seemed to understand what I said, and angrily spread its wings to chase me.
Seeing that I was about to fall into the tragic situation of man-goose doubles, I could only run, shouting while running:
"I've already raised parrots, why do I need to raise a social goose, it's scared by the parrots, like a quail!"
Of course, this big social goose was not stewed in the end, but became a messenger between Fei Jia and me.
The big goose is very humane. Sometimes it will send Fei Jia a hand-painted greeting card. Sometimes it will hang a bag of fruit or snacks around its neck and appear in front of me waddlingly. Once, it even brought a The canteen tastes exactly the same as the drumsticks.
"Brother Goose, as a poultry, you hang food that is also made of poultry around your neck."
With a very complicated heart, I took the paper bag containing the chicken legs off the goose's neck, shook my head and sighed: "You traitor to birds!"
Brother Goose, who was pointed at and scolded by me, was very unconvinced. He wanted to bite me when his neck was stalked, but I dodged it nimbly.
I'm short-handed, I'm a reasonable fairy, and I decided to treat Fei Jia better in the future.
But the main reason is that I like this goose. It looks delicious and can be used as a food reserve.
For the sake of the goose, I decided to make up with Fei Jia.
Hey, why did I use the word "reconciliation"?
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
Gogol, on the other hand, said something inexplicable when he saw me teasing the goose:
"No wonder so many people want to lose their memory."
I:"???"
"Indeed, it's also good to be able to forget the fleeting troubles. One minute of happiness can compensate for years of sadness."
He tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and said in a slightly cold voice: "You mean it, Maria?"
Not only Gogol, but even Sigma's expression became a little strange when he saw the goose when he came to my house as a guest.
He stared at the goose for a long time, and looked at me hesitantly, as if probing: "Maria, are you... happy now?"
"I've always been very happy." I tilted my head: "Why do you ask this?"
"It's nothing." Sigma suddenly touched my head: "Although it's all fake, it's good that you can be happy, even if these are just short-lived illusions."
I blinked suspiciously.
What is true or false?
What he said was a bit profound, and I didn't quite understand it. When I wanted to ask again, my mother had already asked us to eat.
On the second day of the winter vacation, my classmates and I made an appointment to go to the Bolshoi Theater to watch the ballet performance "Swan Lake".
After watching the performance, on the way home by bus, I caught a glimpse of Gogol and Fedya passing by in Moscow’s Red Square by accident through the window.
"Master driver, stop the car!"
I got out of the car, and before I got close to those two people, my footsteps stopped suddenly.
"Wait, why am I looking for them?"
I subconsciously didn't want to go there, as if I was escaping from something, but a voice came out of my ear, and she said to me: Don't be afraid, follow me secretly.
This person's voice is exactly like mine, but his tone is calm, mature and experienced.
She's the kind of girl I want to be.
Oddly enough, I still decided to follow the past to have a look.
In fact, I've never done tracking work before, but it's probably a talent. This body is nimble and light, and the footsteps land without sound. It shouldn't be too easy to follow.
With the help of bushes and statues, I kept a close distance and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two.
"You helped that Osamu Dazai find a job?"
This is Gogol.
Fei Jia let out a "hmm".
"No wonder you haven't seen him lately. But then again, why are you helping him find a job?"
Gogol's voice was full of banter.
Fei Jia was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a very strange tone: "I talked to him and wanted him to stay away from the orphanage, but he just cried, and he would cry in front of me."
The boy's voice was inexplicably aggrieved:
"I had no choice but to introduce him to a stable job, so that he would not have time to come to the orphanage to find Maria."
—Good Russian.
The words popped out of my head automatically.
Gogol almost twitched with a laugh.
After a long time, he wiped away the physical tears from his laughter, and looked at Fei Jia again: "A Tuo, do you remember?"
Fei Jia's voice was calm and slightly sarcastic: "No, but I can guess a little by guessing."
"There seem to be two personalities living in Maria's body: one is not sensitive to me; the other has a slight affection for me, but at the same time has the anxiety of not being close."
He bit his finger unconsciously, and said slowly: "Obviously, both of these consciousnesses knew me before, so I used a little trick of hypnosis to temporarily let the consciousness that has a good impression on me gain the upper hand."
"I have investigated my current identity, as well as the previous experience of you and Maria, and found many senses of dissonance. Such discord obviously does not conform to the 'personal design', at least, it does not conform to my own behavioral thinking .”
Fei Jia put down his hand and tapped his fingertips on the bench in the square, as if playing chess.
"This is not the real world, is it?"
I subconsciously frowned.
Two personalities?Hypnosis?Not the real world?
What does this all mean?
The head began to hurt again, and the voices of the two seemed to sink into the bottom of the water, becoming indistinct.
"...in the... book..."
"...Why only me and her have no memory..."
"... Erase the memory and start again... The apology is more sincere... You want to make up for Doll's childhood and family that you owed her... It is also to arouse her feelings and nostalgia for the world... These are all... plans... ..."
Suddenly, the warm memories of the past ten years quickly flooded into my mind.
Mom and Dad who love me, a big family of lively brothers and sisters, a wonderful childhood and school life... how can these be fake?
Maybe it's because it's too beautiful, so it's fake?
Could it be that Gogol was joking?
Yes, he must be joking, he often jokes!
"What he said was true."
The mature and calm voice reappeared: "These are also what I have longed for the most, but the fake ones are fake ones. The dream will wake up one day."
"You only belong to the distant past, the covered past."
She said slowly, as if opening her arms to me: "Now, leave it to me."
Wait, what do I give you?
Consciousness seems to be stripped abruptly.
No!
Don't take everything from me!
Don't... I only have so much... Don't...
"I" shook my head, and the surrounding voices suddenly became clear again.
The sound of the wind, the chirping of birds, and the footsteps of pedestrians are all clearly distinguishable.
"Dangdangdang-"
The clock in the church on Red Square has just struck twelve.
There is also the dialogue between Tuo Si and Gogol——
"Unlock the final puzzle to get out. In your setting, if Takaho Yugo defeats Maria's consciousness, she will answer the wrong question and be trapped in the book forever. But now the book has been changed, Maybe the correct answer is the opposite."
"As for why Sigma and I are here?"
Gogol opened his arms and said with joy, "Because it's fun! We didn't follow your instructions and came in without authorization!"
·
I have no memory of what the two of them said later.
When I "woke up", I found that I was already sitting on the bus going home.
I got out of the car in a daze, and was almost hit by a car at the entrance of the alley near my home. Someone grabbed my arm in time.
"careful!"
I looked up, and the man had a long-lost familiar face.
I unconsciously rubbed my left wrist and whispered:
"Mr. Osamu Dazai?"
The author has something to say:
When I become "I", it means that the personality has changed.
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