Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

Oda Sakunosuke is still alive.

Even Osamu Dazai is quite complicated in his heart, he is like a cat that has been lost but has found its owner, quietly probing.

With his face on the table, Oda Sakunosuke next to him was holding a pen and writing something on the manuscript paper. Not long after, the other party put down the pen again and sighed.Osamu Dazai immediately asked concerned: "Are you not writing?" Oda Sakunosuke put the things aside, "No, if you are fine, let's go out and have a drink."

A gleam flashed in Dazai Osamu's eyes, "To the old place?" Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and then hesitated, "Should I call Ango?"

Immediately crossed his hands in front of his chest, Osamu Dazai dragged his voice: "I——don't——" Dazai Osamu puffed up his face, "Ango is surrounded by work now, it's really scary, if it was me, I would It will definitely be crushed to death."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded understandingly. Ango was a workaholic when he was at the port of Mafia, let alone now, 24 hours have passed since the incident caused by Mr. Ukimene, and this is his busiest time.

"Speaking of which, Odasaku, where are the children?" Osamu Dazai seemed to inadvertently asked the children who should have died in the explosion. If he wasn't so awkward, then he wouldn't be Osamu Dazai.Oda Sakunosuke was silent for a while, and then said rather complicatedly: "They are helping Mister."

Oda Sakunosuke put on his clothes, walked out with Osamu Dazai, and said with some sighs: "As the price of being saved, my children and I are working for my husband. Dazai, you should also see that there are many books in my husband's place." right?"

Osamu Dazai nodded, Mr. Fumeng's house is simply a small library, and books can be found everywhere in it. No, perhaps, Mr. Fumu's collection of books is far more than what he has seen now.In other words, what is revealed now is only part of it.

A hint of subtlety flashed in the iris-colored eyes, if it was really like what he thought, there would be another incident of books escaping, let alone Yokohama, the neon lights would not be enough for these books to toss about.

"My children and I are recycling books." Oda Sakunosuke had a very calm expression on his face, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with children's child labor.He seemed to have thought of something, "But Xingsuke complained to me, saying that he has to go to school and recycle books, and it's impossible to do it."

Osamu Dazai thought about what he saw, the book that ran out from Mr., well, it is indeed a bit difficult.

"But Mister must have them go to school." Oda Sakunosuke felt that Mr. Ukimene was right to do so, "They complained to Mister before, but it seems that Mister taught them a lesson."

Hearing the second half of his somewhat puzzled sentence, Osamu Dazai paused. Mr. is not a caring character. Although he is tolerant, he is indeed tolerant, but he probably knows that Mr. treats children with Those cold golden pupils looked down on the children from a high position, causing psychological pressure on them.

"But when I came here before, I didn't see you Odasaku."

Oda Sakunosuke's blue eyes hesitated for a moment, and then he said slowly, "I'm doing something for you." With his hands in his pockets, he walked with Osamu Dazai on the busy street, Ordinary, but made Osamu Dazai feel extremely peaceful in his heart.

"The relationship between the other party and the husband is quite good, but." Osamu Dazai found it very interesting. Oda Sakunosuke is a very natural man, but when talking about the friend of the husband, he paused repeatedly.The burgundy-haired man seemed to be trying to describe it, but finally he gave up.

"You also know that the people around Mr. are probably not ordinary people. That person is quite beautiful and often walks around, so it is a bit troublesome to find him."

Good looking and walk around?Osamu Dazai guessed wildly in his mind.

"Before, sir, I asked him for the soul-returning incense. Then because..."

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Oda Tsukuru, Resurrection Incense?!" Dazai Osamu stopped his friend from speaking loudly, he supported his head, "Are you sure it is Resurrection Incense? And why does the other party have such a thing? Mister And why do you need it?"

Having said that, Oda Sakunosuke was silent for a while. "Mister saved us with the soul-returning incense. However, he prefers to use the soul-returning incense as incense. As for why the other party has..."

Oda Sakunosuke's mind came up with the first time he met the other party.

The beautiful and voluptuous features open their mouths.

"Just a... drug seller..."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "A drug seller? No name?" Oda Sakunosuke thought it was very normal, he nodded, "Mr. calls him a drug seller, and he often sells medicine from the Tang Dynasty."

"Tang country?" Osamu Dazai is naturally very familiar with it. It is precisely because the culture of the Tang country was introduced into Japan that Japan has various cultures today. It can be said that the culture of the Tang country has a profound influence on Japan.

"These people are too vigilant, they have revealed their identities at all." Dazai Osamu complained beside Oda Sakunosuke.

"Where's Dazai?" Oda Sakunosuke and he came to a cafe, it was still daytime, and went to the bar, let alone whether the door was open or not, but it was still not very good.

After casually ordering a cup, Osamu Dazai thought for a while, "Am I..."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the young man who had left the mafia, "How is Dazai doing these past few years?" Before he died, he was worried about his best friend, whether it was Ango or Dazai.

"It took two years to clean up, and then I stayed in the Armed Detective Agency." He described his life for the past four years lightly, and Dazai Osamu lay on the table, "Kunikida-kun will press me to work, it's super scary. "Oda Sakunosuke sat across from him, listening to him talk about his experience in the past four years. Even after his death, this young man was not too lonely. It is a good thing that he has a companion.

"Dazai, you are doing well." Oda Sakunosuke sighed, his blue eyes were full of sincerity, and he sincerely hoped that this young man who was much younger than him could find his own life.

anchor point...

This word flashed in Osamu Dazai's mind, he couldn't help touching the letter still carried on his body, he thought, probably yes.

Be it Odasaku, Ango, everyone in the detective agency, and even the port Mafia, they are all anchor points. Now that I think about it, I am lucky.

"Oda Saku, is there still a book that hasn't been taken back?" Osamu Dazai said with a smile. He had left the task to Kunikida Doppo before, but it didn't prevent him from asking someone who knew the matter.Oda Sakunosuke took a sip of coffee, "Yes, but sir, he has no plans to take it back."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, "Is it not as destructive as other books?" Oda Sakunosuke said everything he knew, "This book is different."

"This book was lost once, and it was only found later, but the condition of the book was not very good at that time, combined with the content of the book. This book has no destructive power, and the book that Mr. General asked us to recycle , are more dangerous."

Osamu Dazai can only get so much information, after all, it was not Sakunosuke Oda who handled the book at the time.

Stretching, Osamu Dazai smiled maliciously. He took out his mobile phone and dialed someone's number. Although Oda Sakunosuke was still alive, he had been hostile to Ango Sakaguchi for a long time, but this did not hinder He was causing a little trouble for Ango Sakaguchi.

Although Oda made him treat Ango a little better.

After fiddling with it, he was refreshed and didn't care what kind of thunder he had thrown. Osamu Dazai murmured, "I'm going to find that puppet lady next."

At some point, a girl appeared in Yokohama.

Girls in dresses are always wandering on the side of the road, asking passers-by.

"Excuse me, have you seen my master?"

An existence that can be regarded as an urban legend.

The moonlight was a bit cold, and the street lights seemed to be in bad contact, occasionally flickering.The girl standing under the light looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, "Where are you?"

"I found you, Miss Doll."

A young male voice came from behind.

The girl turned her head, and the young man in the sand-colored windbreaker stood in the darkness and walked to the light step by step.The girl pulled up her skirt and gave him a lady's salute.This is a little bit similar to the blond-haired and blue-eyed non-human that appeared before, except that the girl named Emerald doesn't show a weak look.

The moment he saw the other party, Osamu Dazai knew that the other party did not pose any threat.She is a girl like a flower carefully raised in a greenhouse, weak and non-aggressive.

But in the next second, Osamu Dazai overturned this impression.

"I have met a person who is very similar to you." Miss Doll was wearing a long skirt, with her hands folded on her lower abdomen, her long black hair was extremely smooth, and her blue pupils were warmed by the street lamp. "Actually, I knew that the other party had bad intentions, so I politely rejected him. What about you? Why are you looking for me?"

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, "Are you talking about a sick and pale man wearing out-of-season clothes?"

The puppet nodded, "Yes. I got some of Mr.'s things from him."

Osamu Dazai took the paper from the doll's hand, and could vaguely recognize that it was a compliment to natural disasters. "It's really bold, this mouse." Osamu Dazai didn't understand anything at this moment, this all-pervasive mouse somehow bypassed the husband and got in touch with Naraku.

The cold color in the kite-colored pupils appeared and quickly disappeared. He raised his head again, Dazai Osamu smiled, "What are you going to do next? Continue to look for the master? Won't you go back to Mr.?"

Xi Ya, Miss Doll, with a slight smile, and a little sadness in her blue eyes, "I'm different from other books." She said softly, and she could see that it was a A very well-bred lady.

"Actually, the book I'm in has been taken back."

Dazai raised his eyebrows.

"Recovering the book is a very broad scope. Sometimes it is to take back the book, and sometimes it is to take back the things or characters in the book. Since Mr. is now settled here, you will see more in the future." Xi Yarou talked with Osamu Dazai, she is indeed a lovely woman, but unfortunately she is not human.

Xi Ya smiled at Osamu Dazai again, "The reason why Mr. let me go is that he should have the same thoughts as me, so let me leave."

【私のアンカーピイントは、私の私の使用组织です。

My anchor, my meaning of existence. 】

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Don't just go up against Earl D when you see the coquettish style! (Super Fierce.jpg)

Mr.'s cp is a drug seller.

I should say that only two people guessed it!Still, two people guessed it!

Indulging in Yaolang's beauty and unable to extricate himself.Beep beep.

And, I don't think I have any vice CP here, Dazai and Odasaku are just friends.

Please fill me with nutrient solution, how about 500 plus one more?Favorites too. (Is it a bit shameless to say so.)

感谢在2020-04-2621:18:43~2020-04-2718:52:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Yiye Zhishuangqiu; 1 bottle of Qingmu flax ash;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!