ideal lover

different...

When he saw the black-haired boy who opened the door, Oda Sakunosuke froze for a moment.

It is completely different from the imagined lover of Osamu Dazai.

As early as in the Mafia port, there was rumors about Osamu Dazai's lovers, and the most sensational one was the hospitalization incident.

Doi even if you have a high fever.

Just hearing these words, it is difficult for people not to guess how wild the lover of Osamu Dazai is.But when he saw himself, the gap was too big.

It has nothing to do with the word wild at all, he is a well-behaved child at a glance.Correct and clean facial features are even more points, it is the appearance of a good boy in the ideal of the elders.

Not to mention the words and deeds, there was a gentle atmosphere, and the etiquette was very standard. For the guests who sent the drunken lover home, they first thanked them, then quickly took out the slippers, took Dazai Osamu, and let the guests enjoy tea in the living room.

While resting in the living room, Oda Sakunosuke observed the room. The house was tidy and orderly. Although there were some messy corners, it added a touch of warmth and human touch to the room.

The smell of curry wafts from the kitchen, seducing people's appetite and at the same time, the concept of home is becoming more and more warm.

You're a good boy, Dazai's lover.

Oda Sakunosuke lamented Dazai Osamu's good life, there is such a virtuous lover, cooking skills are really a fatal plus point.

In his personal opinion.

Aya Kobayashi Hirano came out of the bedroom with the bandages that were taken off Osamu Dazai wrapped around her hands.

It turns out that it will be solved.

Oda Sakuzhi said silently from the bottom of his heart, watching Aya Kobayashi Hirano sit opposite him, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to trouble you to send Mr. Dazai back, I was too hasty just now, I haven't introduced myself yet, I am Aya Kobayashi Hirano, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm Oda Sakunosuke, hello." He subconsciously softened his voice, Oda Sakunosuke would have an elder-like gentleness towards young people.

"Ah, so you are Mr. Odasaku."

"Odasaku? No, my surname is Oda. You should have heard that from Dazai."

"Yes, Dazai-san often mentions you, Oda-san."

Changing the address naturally, Kobayashi Hirano Aya continued: "As Mr. Dazai said, you are a very stable person."

"It's really not like what Dazai said." Oda Sakunosuke didn't intend to stay here for a long time, just about to say goodbye to Kobayashi Hirano Aya, but his stomach groaned inappropriately.

Gollum-

Ah, what a shame.

Oda Sakunosuke, who rarely blushed, said that all this is Dazai's fault! (fog)

But if it wasn't for Dazai Osamu's sudden drunkenness, he wouldn't have given up his curry and sent Dazai Osamu home, nor would he be sitting here hungry.

"I made curry rice, if you don't mind, how about staying for supper?"

"That's true, thank you."

The hot curry rice and miso soup placed in front of me, the appearance is excellent, and the aroma that whets the appetite is tempting Oda Sakunosuke to eat them.

"If it's not spicy enough, please add this."

The newly opened seven-flavor powder was placed in front of him, and Oda Sakunosuke glanced at the smiling boy. He didn't look like he could eat spicy food. He probably hadn't used seven-flavor powder before.

But it will still be prepared in the kitchen, because of habit?If normal people don't like spicy food, they probably won't buy ingredients such as seven-flavored powder and chili.

A bit, a sense of disobedience.

The curry sprinkled with seven-flavored powder adds a touch of spiciness, and it is delicious when mixed with rich curry. Take a bite with rice, and then drink a taste of soup. Oda Sakunosuke feels that his soul is about to be sublimated.

Such a virtuous lover should be a perfect partner for ordinary people, but for Osamu Dazai, it is a complete mismatch.

"You really don't look like Dazai's lover..."

I don't know what kind of mood he said this sentence, Oda Sakunosuke realized his impoliteness, and regretted it, but continued to say:

"It's not that you are mean, it's just that, as a lover, Dazai is not suitable for you."

I said it.

Oda Sakunosuke was crying in his heart, who made Kobayashi Hirano Aya look so good, such a good boy, he couldn't help but pull him back to a normal life.

"Pfft-"

A chuckle floated from Kobayashi Hirano Aya's lips. It was a non-malicious laugh, but it also had a pleasant factor.

"Mr. Oda, you are really a good person." The black-haired boy tilted his head and smiled slightly, his eyes were firm and serious, and the atmosphere became serious.

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Oda, but you made a mistake about one thing, Mr. Oda."

Kobayashi Hirano Ling said slowly: "From the very beginning, I understood that Mr. Dazai and I were not compatible, or in other words, Mr. Dazai would not be with me if I hadn't insisted on being a lover."

"Stalker, isn't it?"

Sitting upright, Kobayashi Hirano Aya looked at Oda Sakunosuke's slightly surprised eyes and asked, "Are you still willing to listen?"

"...if you are willing to say it." Oda Sakunosuke, who is used to being a listener, said that he would listen to what the boy said.

His voice is soft and slow, more of a storyteller than an emotional complaint.

"Although Mr. Dazai and I live as lovers in our lives, we can't become real lovers."

"Mr. Oda, you should understand Mr. Dazai's character. I, who is so ordinary, should not have appeared in Mr. Dazai's life. There is no way for him to find a ray of light in the dark to mobilize his emotions, and there is no way to be a guiding light." The direction he is going, such a me, there are too few things that I can do to help Mr. Dazai."

A look of worry appeared in the eyes of Kobayashi Hirano Aya, lowered her head, and clenched the cup in her hand: "So I thought about it carefully, and what I can do is to add a sense of 'reality' to Mr. Dazai in life. In the dark, let him feel that he is still walking on the ground, although he has not seen the direction yet, but Mr. Dazai can be sure that he is still moving forward, and then..."

Gently clasping the handle of the cup, Aya Kobayashi Hirano let go, leaned on the back of the chair with her whole body relaxed and said: "When Mr. Dazai makes a decision, it is almost time to end the relationship of lovers. After all, even if it is not me, There are a lot of people who can do these things.”

Looking directly at Oda Sakunosuke's shocked eyes, Kobayashi Hirano Aya said relaxedly: "I'm very arrogant, isn't it? I am hopelessly self-impressed to speak."

There is no saving my body.

When Kobayashi Hirano Ling heard these words, she didn't even have the strength to complain. This kind of extremist Madonna complex can only be seen in the game NPC attribute. It is ridiculous that her body clearly knows the problem, but is willing to sink.

Like a set character.

"I'm not qualified to comment. After all, this is Kobayashi-kun's own choice." Oda Sakunosuke put down the spoon, and the curry on the plate was eaten clean, which is a respect for the owner of the dish.

Kobayashi-kun...

this person.

"you……"

He is a good man.

"He's such a good guy, in every way." Kobayashi Hirano Aya sent Oda Sakunosuke away with a smile.

Although Osamu Dazai has faults, he is unexpectedly good as a friend. Could it be because of complementarity?

Aya Kobayashi Hirano walked towards the kitchen. After tidying up the kitchen utensils, she tied up the garbage bags. For some reason, today was a little different.

I usually go to take a shower after cleaning up, but today I didn't. Instead, I went to the bedroom to see Osamu Dazai lying on the bed.

The clothes had been changed into pajamas, and the sleeping Dazai Osamu became soft and harmless. When he got close to him, he could smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body.

It's strange, Osamu Dazai should be a good drinker, at least during the time he lived with him, Aya Kobayashi Hirano has never seen him drunk.

It's kind of weird, my body.

The way of touching, bit by bit, from the forehead to the eyes, then down, to the upturned nose and lips, like painting in the heart, remembering the appearance of Osamu Dazai.

bad feeling.

Instead of sleeping next to Osamu Dazai, I ran to lie on the sofa in the living room. Although the sofa is also very soft, it is still more comfortable to sleep on the bed, and the range of motion is also reduced. drop down.

It's terrible to be woken up in a deep sleep.

Unable to understand the thoughts of her own body, Kobayashi Hirano Aya lay flat on the sofa, her eyes staring at the ceiling, the warm orange light dazzled above, as if she was dizzy from seeing fireworks, her mind exploded.

But it's not uncomfortable, there is a kind of tingling feeling?

what is this?Imitate the usual behavior of Osamu Dazai?

This is too weird, people are not dead yet, using this way to feel the existence of another person, it's like never seeing this person again in the future.

Curled up in the sofa, surrounded by the residual breath of Osamu Dazai, Aya Kobayashi Hirano's body gradually felt drowsy.

"Mr. Dazai..."

The title that has been said countless times and is engraved in the heart, at this moment, Kobayashi Hirano Aya sounds so strange.

An overly sad and nostalgic tone, a voice steeped in memories.

Most of the time, when my body says "Mr. Dazai", it is full of love and respect.

Especially in doi, looking at Osamu Dazai's beautiful and empty eyes, this feeling will be stronger, because he can't give Osamu Dazai what he wants, so he has to do this kind of false useless work to fill it.

After the end, it will only feel more empty, for Osamu Dazai.

In a way, Osamu Dazai resembled his true nature.

So while watching from the sidelines, I can understand Osamu Dazai better, and I can also better understand the nature of my own badness.

Are you thinking too far...

Kobayashi Hirano Aya felt the drowsiness in her body and closed her eyes drowsily.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already daytime when the morning light fell on my body.

As usual, when Osamu Dazai was still sleeping in the bedroom, his body began to prepare breakfast.What I made today is a traditional Japanese-style family breakfast, which is more troublesome than a Western-style breakfast. Kobayashi Hirano Aya finds it troublesome just for the grilled fish. Just smelling the fishy smell is enough to make people feel uncomfortable.

Enduring the disgusting fishy smell, the processed fish is placed in buttered tin foil, sprinkled with pepper, sea salt and rosemary, wrapped and placed in the oven.

While grilling the fish, I made tofu miso soup and stir-fried mixed vegetables, as well as cut dried seaweed, spread it on the rice, and sprinkled it with sesame and sesame oil. Kobayashi Hirano Aya liked such simple and delicious food very much.

The aroma of food soon spread to the bedroom, Osamu Dazai came out in his pajamas, looking at the steaming breakfast on the table, his hungry stomach howled immediately.

"Good morning, Mr. Dazai." Aya Kobayashi Hirano, who was wearing an apron and bathed in the sun, said with a smile.

For some reason, Osamu Dazai suddenly wanted to talk to Kobayashi Hirano Aya, so he rarely responded, "Good morning, Hirano Aya."

The breakfast time passed quickly, Kobayashi Hirano Aya tied the bandage and tie for Dazai Osamu, just like what Dazai Osamu did every time he went out, and the last sentence at the end was definitely: "Mr. Dazai ..."

The black-haired boy standing in the dark of the entrance, his figure blurred as if he would disappear in a second, spoke in a softer tone than before, with a little bit of reluctance, Aya Kobayashi Hirano's lips expressed his love for Osamu Dazai. Last words spoken:

"I wish you have a nice trip."

This is a harbinger of misfortune.

☆, Dazai Osamu Eight