Observation Diary in Yokohama

Hoshihara Kazuya hasn't seen Mr. Zhongyuan again since he accidentally broke the secret of Mr. Zhongyuan last time.For good reason, because work is busy.How busy are you?As an ordinary citizen, he can know that the port, the black, the hand, and the party are preparing for a big move. The reason is that its cadres are smashing the field in all walks of life in Yokohama every day.

Of course, the latter sentence was described by Mr. Dazai.

Speaking of Mr. Dazai, every time he is alone, he feels a little strange.It's not that there is any gap between him and him, but when we get along, there is an inexplicable sense of awkwardness, especially when there is physical contact.

It is normal to have physical contact in daily relationship, but recently he always feels a little unaccustomed.

That's why he felt at a loss.

We've been in touch for so long before, and it's not uncommon for them to hook up with each other. If you get any closer, it's like your personal space is invaded.

At this time, Hoshihara Kazuya suddenly woke up.He scanned the layout of the living room, only now did he realize that every part of the living room was full of things that did not belong to him.

On the sofa next to the wall, there are a few more childish pillows, which are in stark contrast to the cold talk around; there is a vase with a unique shape on the table, and there are flowers in the middle that Mr. Dazai found somewhere; There are two similar cups on the low cabinet. It seems that when I went to the supermarket last time, a neighbor clamored to buy them...

There are so many things that don't belong to him, it gives him an illusion, as if he is not living alone, but someone is living with him.

When this idea appeared in his mind, he was taken aback, and quickly dismissed the idea,

Hoshihara Kazuya was a little embarrassed at the moment, and his ears were stained red again.He put his hand over his mouth and coughed, trying to cover up his gaffe.

He quickly looked away, forcing himself not to focus on the extra things in the living room.As long as you don't want to, you won't feel embarrassed.

It's just that people have a rebellious psychology. The more they are not allowed to do things, the more they want to do them.

He obviously told himself not to think about how there was another extra item in the house, but he honestly gave a detailed explanation in his mind.

"Hey, Xiao Xingyuan, what are you doing standing in the entrance stupidly? As soon as you came back, I found you standing here motionless, thinking about something and forgetting what you have to do?"

With the sound of the sound, he felt someone put his hand on his shoulder, and the warm temperature was transmitted to the skin through the thin clothes, and flowed through the whole body along the nervous system.

With belated awareness, Hoshihara Kazuya realized that there was someone standing behind him.

At this time, it is inappropriate to make a startling action.

The feeling of shock passed away quietly, he turned his body slightly to give up a pass one by one, so that a certain gentleman could walk in smoothly.

After changing his shoes, he put the briefcase in his hand on the low table in front of the door, took off the coat he was wearing and hung it on the coat rack at the door, revealing the white shirt he was wearing.

He skillfully rolled up his sleeves and walked straight to the kitchen.

After completing this series of actions, he tried his best not to let his eyes fall on a neighbor who entered his space, and stared straight ahead without squinting, absolutely not creating conditions for the eyes to meet.

In fact, after people came in, his brain became blank, just remember to try not to have any contact with Mr. Dazai, before he understands his mentality.

Before walking into the kitchen, everything went smoothly, as long as he subjectively ignored the probing sight coming from behind.

He didn't dare to look back to observe the eyes of the owner of the line of sight, for he was afraid that he would reveal himself and let another person present see something.

There was an inexplicable sense of guilt, as if he had done something to be sorry for the people outside the kitchen.

Xing Yuanhe also shook his head, and drove away all the thoughts that came into his head, so as not to let himself think about it any longer.He didn't dare to think about it at all, even though he knew that his current state was wrong, and even a little weird, which could easily make others suspicious.

Doubt what?

Suspected that he had ulterior motives, which he quietly hid in the most secretive and most obvious place.You only need to stretch out your hand and gently peel it away, and you can see the secret floating on the expression.

Let alone in front of Mr. Dazai.

So what is he secretly looking forward to?With despicable thoughts in mind, he pretended to be "ordinary".

With a "click", the ingredients placed on the cutting board were cut off.

Lowering his eyes, his eyes also fell on the ingredients that had been cut in half.An obscure expression appeared in his eyes, separated by a thin layer of lenses, making it hard to see clearly.

Straighten the ingredients on the chopping board, raise the knife with your hand, and the sound of "click" keeps ringing in the kitchen, and the rhythmic sound is also transmitted to the ears of the people sitting in the living room.

When Osamu Dazai heard this voice, his spine felt a chill, and he had a bad feeling.Was it because he was afraid that he might not be able to hear the loud voice?This doesn't feel like chopping vegetables at all, he thought, what he wants to chop more is actually him?

Thinking of this, he silently smiled.

In fact, he made a fuss today.

He didn't see Xingyuan Kazuya standing at the door in a daze after he got home after get off work, but he had been observing the situation here.

Today, it has been repeatedly confirmed that there are not many things in the Armed Detective Agency, and he may not need to come forward.What's interesting is that after he explained the reasons for not going, the group of detective agencies unanimously agreed that he should stay at home, and it was like a new group of people who were easy to talk about.

He wasn't stupid enough to say that.

When Xingyuan Kazuya walked to the door of this building, he stood at the window of the balcony and started staring at him.

It was another sunny day, and the evening glow was gorgeous, with orange and red overlapping in the sky.

The person behind the light didn't know that his body was coated with a thin layer of imprint, making his whole person seem a little illusory.

In a trance, the figure from a few months ago overlapped with the present one.

He used to look at the same person in the same place, but his mood changed drastically.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes slightly in a good mood, his kite-colored eyes were full of meaning, and his whole body was surrounded by a pleasant atmosphere, like a cat that is full of food and drink, it will become extraordinarily nice after being satisfied touch.

Supporting the sofa to make his body sit upright, his eyes shifted to the kitchen, and he said in a dragged tone: "Xiao Xingyuan—may I borrow your mobile phone?"

The sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen stopped suddenly, and it started again within two seconds, but this time the sound became more urgent.

After a long time, I heard a dull voice coming from inside.

"Ah, Mr. Dazai, you can use it, there is no password."

The corners of Osamu Dazai's mouth curled up, obviously in a good mood.

He shuffled to the coat rack, and took out his mobile phone from the wide pocket of the black coat that was hanging.Press the power button lightly, and the screen lights up.

Stretch out your hand and swipe up on the screen, and the interface opens instantly.As the owner of the mobile phone said, there is no password.

His purpose is very clear, the first goal is to confirm the list of characters in the chat software.

When I opened it, I found that the chat box of an annoying white-haired magician appeared on the top.The most recent chat record was at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and there has been no contact since then.

The arc that was pulled up just now was evened out again, and after reading the above chat records with a sullen face, the mood that was already not in a good mood became even worse.

On the surface, there is no problem, but after careful study, you will find the problem.

This is completely inquiring about news on the sidelines.

Tsk, sure enough, this white-haired magician didn't have any good intentions.I'm afraid the first meeting came with this purpose, right?

Concentrating on his expression, he stretched out his hand and typed a line in the chat box to send it.

[Neighbor number one: So how are you going to solve it? ]

Soon, there was a message back.

This time, Osamu Dazai was even more unhappy.

Seeing that this is still a second reply, I am afraid that he has been staring at the phone all the time, waiting for his little neighbor's reply.

Although the opposite reply only had three question marks.

[Neighbor first best: ?Asked so much, so did you find a solution? ]

[Yingnian Zaobai: Oh, it’s Osamu Dazai, then it’s fine]

[Yingnian Zaobai: I just said how the kind-hearted people became so sharp at this moment, it turned out that the nickname was changed under the core]

[Neighbor First Good: ...does it matter?You have asked so many questions, so Mr. Conjurer, do you have any research results? ]

[Yingnian Zaobai: Of course it's based on the well-wisher's own thoughts. The person involved hasn't said anything yet, so you're starting to worry? ]

[Neighbor No. [-]: I am reasonably anxious, thank you.If this so-called cursed existence doesn't disappear for a day, Kohoshihara will be in this situation every day, right?It gives people a feeling that they can leave at any time, as if... they don't belong to this world. ]

[Yingnian Zaobai: There is a case on my side.But as for the background of the good-hearted person, I can't find a real existence, so I can only say that he alone~ Besides, it is he who cursed other existences, not others who cursed him. I got confused~]

[Yingnian Zaobai: I quit chatting with you and slipped away.Wait until the good-hearted people take control of this account, chatting with you is really meaningless]

After sending this sentence, the avatar of the person opposite turned gray, and it was obvious that he was offline.

Osamu Dazai felt a little uncomfortable, although the result he was told was no different from what he thought.

With a light click, he quickly selected and deleted the few chats just now, along with the history records.Seeing the same interface as before, he nodded slightly satisfied.

Before putting the phone back, he thought about it, operated it in silence, and then put the phone back where it was, as if it hadn't been touched.

Today's dinner was the most torturous meal for Hoshihara Kazuya, and he had to control himself not to observe Mr. Dazai, and he had to stop thinking about what Mr. Dazai would do with his cell phone.But the more you don't want to, the more you care.

The meal was tasteless, and he didn't even know when Mr. Dazai left his house and returned to the next door.

After packing up all his things, he lay down on the sofa as if exhausted. Before he could rest for a while, he suddenly remembered something, struggled to get up and walked quickly to the coat rack.

He reached out his hand and took out the phone from his pocket, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the phone could be turned on normally.After realizing what he was thinking, he suddenly laughed.

Does Dazai-san seem like the kind of person who would disable other people's phones?

Reining in his emotions, when he lowered his head and saw the wallpaper, he froze suddenly.

[Try to accept yourself, maybe things are not as bad as you think]