Observation Diary in Yokohama

After sending this message, Osamu Dazai threw the mobile phone aside.He didn't want to read the news sent by a certain white hair at all, and he was not interested at all.I also don't want to talk in circles, because today he feels that it is extremely unnecessary.

After doing good deeds, he felt that a certain nerve that was tense in his mind was also relaxed, and the bow that was tensed was finally let go.

"If you think about it carefully, I'm at a big loss." He murmured in a low voice without letting others hear, and the words were blown away by the wind like catkins.

He doesn't seem to have done a loss-making business, so today is an exception, right?

It seems that since meeting his little neighbor, he has not succeeded in making a profit, either at a loss, or barely maintaining the principal.From the perspective of an onlooker, he was still very embarrassed during this relationship.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai couldn't lie down completely.

Not too bad, I feel like I need to call an ambulance.

Since you can't lie down, sit up.

Lean on the soft sofa, bury your whole body in it, and make yourself and the sofa completely integrated.

"Star~hara~small~star~hara~"

"I don't care, I must have a crab meal today!"

"If you don't do it for me, I won't leave today. Anyway, it's not like you don't have a place to live here!"

"Don't you not answer me, I know you heard it!"

"I......"

.......

Someone who was called standing in the kitchen naturally heard these words.Perhaps it can be said that when the big movement of turning over came from the living room, he pricked up his ears and even breathed a little lighter.Although the movements of the hands have not changed, if you pay attention to the standing body, you will find that every movement of the body is very strange, and there is a feeling of incoordination.

Xing Yuanhe had also been vigilant for a long time, but when he heard these words, he was relieved, and the rock that had been in his heart fell down.

Originally, I was still worried about what big event Mr. Dazai would do, but fortunately, I just wanted to add a meal.

He glanced at the materials prepared around him, turned around and opened the refrigerator to study it.Except for the yoghurt and milk in the fridge, it was impossibly clean inside.

Happily, he decided to ignore the voice outside.

What crab meat?What feast?

He didn't catch a word, and he didn't know anything.

When Xingyuan Kazuya went out with the dishes, it was no surprise that he received a warm gaze. The emotion contained in it was too strong, and it was impossible to ignore it.

Gently put down the casserole in his hand, took off the insulation gloves on his hands, and after finishing everything in a leisurely manner, he raised his head and looked over.

After quietly staring at the person for a few seconds, he decided to tell the "painful" fact in advance, although it will be known in a few minutes.

As the saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, isn't it?

"Mr. Dazai, I have some news for you."

Neither is it good news or bad news.After all, a neighbor with great powers should be able to guess it.

"No crab dinner today."

"You can have a crab meal today!"

The two sentences fell at the same time.

The former came from Hoshihara Kazuya, and the latter, of course, came from another human being in the room.

After the voice fell, the atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to zero.It's obviously in the hot summer, but it's weird to feel the wind blowing from behind.

Xing Yuanhe was also very surprised to hear such an answer.

The corners of his mouth subconsciously wanted to twitch upwards, but he suppressed it when he saw the resentful eyes of the person sitting on the sofa not far away.As a person who knows current affairs, he doesn't want to continue stepping on thunder at this moment.

"Mr. Dazai, there is really no crab meat feast today."

After saying this sentence, he could feel that it was easier to say the following.

"I listened to Mr. Dazai's request very carefully, but when I opened the refrigerator, I had to feel a little regretful. Because there was nothing in the refrigerator, oh, except milk and yogurt. Or, Mr. Dazai Would you like a bottle of milk?"

After Osamu Dazai reconfirmed that there was no crab meat, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, and he lay down on the sofa with all his strength, trying to bury himself deeper.The expression on his face instantly changed, looking sad and full of negative energy.

"Xingyuan, you are really too much." He groaned for a while, and had to accept this very sad news for him, "and also cunning and ruthless. Did you expect this day a long time ago, so you didn't put it in the refrigerator on purpose? It really was intentional to prepare the food I wanted here."

"For seafood, of course it's better to buy fresh ones. But I have to correct you, there is absolutely no intention. Mr. Dazai, don't try to escape the reality, this is what you need to face now, stop making up nonsense, Don't use conspiracy theories or anything on me. Another thing is that Mr. Dazai is coming to eat soon, so let's count these things after the meal." Hoshihara Kazuya also defended himself without hesitation.

"After all, if you don't eat actively, your brain must be..." The latter words were not spoken, but the other person understood it instantly.

Listen carefully to this sentence, and you can find that there is no sincerity in this sentence at all, and even the tone is very perfunctory.

"So Hoshihara is really too much!" Osamu Dazai curled his lips, snorted softly, and stretched out his hand to draw a distance in the air, "That's how much too much."

"Yes, can Mr. Dazai, who is not too much, come over for dinner?"

Dazai was silent.

He stood up silently, tidied up the windbreaker that was crumpled on his body, walked to the dining table with heavy steps, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"You begged me for this! It's not what I wanted to come."

"Yes, so shut up."

Hoshihara Kazuya smirked.

The person sitting across from him didn't say a word, but showed his choice with actions - he took a big mouthful of rice.

I'm eating, don't rush, don't rush XD

Gojo Satoru on the other side was in a complicated mood. After receiving the news, he felt that things were a little out of control.

Standing at the corner, shadows covered his whole body, and because the standing position was a bit remote, passers-by would not notice anyone here unless they looked carefully.The black sunglasses on his face were replaced by black eyepatch at some point, and the raised collar covered half of his face, making it even more difficult to see the expression on his face.

The finger tapped lightly on the phone, making a slight "dong dong" sound.

I don't know what to think about.

After receiving the news, he was very silent for a while.In the end, I went back to the past, but the only thing is that after so long, I still haven't received the reply I should have.This taste is very unpleasant, and it feels like being let go of a pigeon.

It is clearly agreed that everyone will be plastic brothers together, but you are only plastic, and he is the only "brother".

After repeatedly confirming that he could not receive the news, Gojo Satoru had to admit that he was played by Osamu Dazai.

Although he left this matter on purpose and let a certain curly hair handle it, what's going on with the current situation?

Sure enough, you still have to go back and see for yourself.After all, what an innocent child, you must not let the black sesame balls lead you into the ditch.

The sentence [I'm not afraid that I will lead people astray] instantly poked his pain point.Tsk, as expected of a former black/hand/party cadre.

Putting the phone in his pocket, putting his hands in his pockets, he sighed slowly, feeling a little helpless.

He agreed not to walk into a puddle of muddy water, but he still took the bait.

No matter how you think about it, it's all the fault of the black sesame paste next to it!

Using the spell, Gojo Satoru quickly returned to the temporary place.The most important thing now is not to go to the next door to make sure that the person is safe, but to go to the next door, to find that annoying ghost to confirm some things.

The figure flashed, and soon, the surrounding scene changed again.

In the dark and gloomy room, the sun is shining through the transparent windows, but it still feels a bit shady.On the table is an open book, laid carelessly on it.There are game controllers scattered everywhere on the ground, and pillows can be seen everywhere.

Still a little surprised.

"It's better not to walk into other people's houses casually, especially when I haven't agreed." A faint voice came from the entrance.

"Eh? Didn't I notify in advance? Didn't you see it? You haven't replied to me all this time, so I take it as your default? Isn't it right that you agree with me if you don't speak? So I'm Just entered."

Gojo Satoru didn't even have to look back to know who the person was standing over there, and he didn't even have the desire to turn around.

He glanced at where he was standing, and chose a place that didn't look too crowded to sit down. His movements were natural, as if he was staying in his own home.

"Gojo-kun really doesn't regard himself as an outsider." After being discovered, Osamu Dazai walked out of the gloom, he has no habit of standing in the shadows and talking.

His eyes fell on the person sitting down for a moment, and then moved away quickly.

The appearance of this person is not very surprising.

If he had wanted to disappear at the beginning, then he would not have received the news that "it is suspected that all the curse spirits have disappeared".

You know, this person looks like a nice guy, but in fact he has a very bad personality, especially with the strength that matches his personality.Then there is no need to worry about it.

If you don't like it, hit me up.Oh, by the way, you can't beat me again.

↑ This is the itchy feeling.

Seeing this person live so happily, he felt a little unbalanced in an instant.Two hours ago, his crab meal was canceled just like that, and the account has not yet been settled.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai's mood became even more unhappy, and became even worse.

"Mr. Wutiao's eyes are really not very good. I don't know if I missed something. I clearly refused it. Unfortunately, some people would rather be blind than open their eyes to take a good look. Look. Oh, that's right, otherwise why would you wear a blindfold? I seem to know a big secret~"

The tone of voice is exaggerated to make goosebumps.

"Oh? Why don't I..." Know?

Gojo Satoru said, a bad premonition began to appear in his heart.

The phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, and when he took it out, a new message was displayed on the screen.

[Dementia in the world: Don't even think about it, don't let slugs and blindfolds in]

Gojo Satoru:  …

Osamu Dazai is indeed an asshole.

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The author has something to say:

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I have practiced it. I used to secretly watch TV and play computer, and I learned to distinguish people by listening to footsteps. I remember the footsteps of my mother and father very well.Even now, while holding the computer to play, I also pay attention to the sound outside, when I hear the sound, I immediately exit all my game interface, and then open the learning video.

Well, I'm learning, definitely not playing XD