I only like you as a paper man

……what?

where is this?

You rubbed your eyes and got up from the bed, looking around - there are a few books on the bedside table, wine bottles are scattered on the ground beside it, and the only seat in the room is covered with unfolded clothes. It looks like Men's room.

Based on your years of experience (just from reading novels/comics), you can immediately come to the conclusion that you are either time-traveled or kidnapped.Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that Tsurumaru Kuninaga traveled over again to give you a surprise.

But you are not restricted in your life freedom, nor do you feel any strange "shock" from it. In any case, there is only the former possibility.You lowered your head and looked at your body, oh, fortunately, you are not wearing pajamas, but the normal clothes you usually wear when you go out: a white short-sleeved shirt with a bow at the neckline, and brown under the shirt Pleated skirt.

Alright, now what you have to do is very clear—determine where this is, if you travel to Two-dimensional, at least first determine which work this is.

You pray, it’s better to be a relatively stable and harmonious work like "The Tutor" where everyone is a family, and it must not be a world with a high mortality rate like "Hunter", otherwise, you may die in the next second It's gone.

but……

The work with the most characters in your house is Wenhao Xiaoyegou, so this should be the world of Wenhao Xiaoyegou, right?At least it can't be Honmaru, if it is Honmaru, it will definitely be decorated in a Japanese style, not to mention, when you wake up, there must be Fu Sangshen waiting by your side.

Just as you rolled over and were about to get out of bed, someone pushed open the closed door.

When you reacted, you were pushed down on the bed by someone in reverse, the force made you unable to move, you struggled desperately, but to no avail, and you didn't even have time to see the face of that person clearly.

"Who?"

Along with the familiar voice came the feeling of the muzzle of the gun touching his temple.

You, who have never experienced the threat of death, widened your eyes and wanted to say something, but in the end you couldn't say a word, those words were stuck in your throat, you couldn't take a step forward, you could only utter a few struggling cries .

"answer my question."

...No, this is not a familiar voice at all.It is clearly from the same person's mouth, but the indifference makes you feel scared.

You have never seen Osamu Dazai like this.

——At least in "reality", I have never seen it.

"Tea, Chacha..." You choked up for a long time before saying your name, "Mr. Dazai, don't you remember me?"

"Hey." Dazai didn't expect to hear his name from you, Dazai responded with a raised tone, "Then, what's the matter with Miss Chacha who broke into other people's homes in the middle of the night?"

"I...I..." I don't know, okay! !How can people answer this! !It's clearly a proposition, okay? !

"Supernatural person?" Dazai said to himself, "It doesn't look like it... No one is stupid enough to hire a layman."

You look like an ordinary girl.

Not to mention the lack of defense against his attack, the reaction after being attacked is more than ordinary people, and the body does not look like it has been exercised... Even the tears start to roll in your eyes.

However, it is true that you broke into his room quietly in just 1 minute.It cannot be ruled out that you have abilities such as space teleportation, and the possibility of being used or threatened by others.

...He recalled it carefully again, and there were indeed no women or their friends called "Chacha" who had nothing to do with the work of the Mafia but had various connections with him.

"Don't tell me?" Dazai pressed your forehead lightly with a gun, urging you.

what to do--?

He doesn't remember you.

No, it's better to say that he doesn't know himself at all now.

As a veteran fan of the literary hero Xiaoyegou, even if you don't see the other person's face, you can still tell from the voice and the way of speaking that it is not Butei Zai, but Hei Shizai, who is threatening your life.

He is good at torture, has a clear mind, and his IQ is also far behind you. It is impossible for you to escape from him, nor is it possible to come up with a flawless lie at such a critical moment.

Anyway, let's be honest...

"I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you, Mr. Dazai." You can feel the tears from your fright dripping down your cheeks onto Dazai's bedsheets, "I traveled from another world..."

"Another world?" No matter how smart he is, he never expected to hear such an answer from you in the end.He shrugged his shoulders and laughed a few times, and then returned to his calm look just now: "You should know what will happen to a lying child...?"

"I, I know...that's why I choose to tell the truth!" You stared at the muzzle next to your eyes, unable to move your eyes away from it, and begged tremblingly, "Please, Mr. Dazai, can you tell me the truth first?" Take the gun away...? Even if you don't hold this kind of thing, I can't beat you at all...It's better to say that I don't know how to fight at all...!"

"Relax." Seeing that you were not threatening, he gradually suppressed his murderous aura, and put the gun back where it should be, "It's not loaded."

...Even if you are a person with supernatural powers, as long as you are restrained by him with supernatural powers, you will not be able to do anything.

"Would you like to hear me explain?" The cold touch finally disappeared, and you breathed a sigh of relief.

"It just so happened to pass the boring time." Dazai said, let go of his hand, and sat down beside you.

"Hey, what time is it...?" You just raised your head and looked at the bed curtain by the window, it seemed to be pitch black outside the window.

"Four o'clock in the morning." He replied.

Oh...so you sure as hell can't sleep in the middle of the night, you think.

"Okay... Where do you think I should start explaining, Dazai-san, which part are you more curious about?"

"Let's start with why you know me."

Then, you explained it to Dazai - after many years, he traveled to the different world where you were, worked part-time in your milk tea shop with other people, and lived together for a while.

You failed to reveal that he was actually a character from the comics.

"Hey——" Dazai dragged his voice, "The person you're talking about is completely different from me."

"I-I'm also very surprised Mr. Dazai, you are completely different...!" You knelt beside Dazai, obediently like a kitten.

"Hmm..." He held his chin, pretending to be troubled, "If this is the case, won't I be taken care of by you in the future?"

"It's not really caring, you don't have to take it to heart." You turned your face away, laughed a few times, thinking: It's not really caring, but it's true that you've caused a lot of trouble.

"However, since you have taken in me who is homeless in another world, it is impossible for me to drive you out now..." Dazai changed the subject, "The premise is that everything you say is true."

Although you look harmless to humans and animals, the term "traveler from another world" is too ridiculous... Could it be that you believed in the future when he told you "I have traveled"?

What are you hiding.

Dazai added: "Actually, there is no evidence that can directly prove that you are a time traveler, right?"

"Mr. Oda..." After much deliberation, you can only think of this method, "Maybe Mr. Oda can help me prove it!"

"Odasaku?" Dazai was startled for a moment when he didn't expect to hear his friend's name from your mouth, "He has also been to another world?"

"Yes, yes...Mr. Akutagawa, Mr. Nakaya, and Mr. Ango have also traveled through the past. They should be your colleagues, Mr. Dazai. However, like you in the future, they all traveled through a few years later. , so I don’t know me, but Oda-san is different, the one who crossed over to the different world was indeed him in ‘this period’. If he still remembers what happened in the different world, I think he should be able to testify for me.”

"Is that so...Odasaku..." Dazai continued to ponder for a few seconds, and then jumped off the bed to the floor, "Okay, for the sake of taking care of me in the future, I can ask for you."

"Really, Mr. Dazai!" You jumped off the bed, "Then let's go!"

"...We?" Dazai lowered his head, looked at you who was much shorter than him, and conjured up a handcuff out of nowhere, "Chacha, you seem to have made a mistake."

In the next second, Dazai handcuffed your left hand.

"Eh?"

You opened your eyes wide, watching yourself being chained to the head of the bed by Dazai, unable to break free.

"Why, why!?"

"Because I have to go to work now—" Dazai complained, "ah, it's so troublesome, I really want to skip work... But doing so will only make it more troublesome."

"But...you don't need to handcuff me!"

"It would be a headache if you escaped."

"If you lock me up, I can't escape, okay!" You collapsed, "If you don't come back, I won't be starved to death!"

"..." Dazai looked at you, blinked his eyes, and went to the refrigerator to find you a bottle of mineral water and some bread that was about to expire, "This way you won't be hungry, right?"

"..." You couldn't help but rolled your eyes, knowing that you don't have the capital to continue negotiating terms with him, and it is already thankful that he is willing to help you find Oda.

You simply lay down on his bed, anyway, he also slept in your bed when he was in your house.

"I'll be back in the evening." Dazai said, leaving the room.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and put the "Complete Suicide Manual" beside you: "By the way, I'll let you pass this time, but it's a good book."

...Who will see!

You growl in your heart.

But when Dazai really left, you, who was handcuffed to the bed and had nothing to do, actually turned a few pages in boredom.

I don't know what's going on in reality now.

If he disappeared, Hasebe and Nai Shuang must be going crazy.

What about Tosi?

Will he be worried?

……

It is estimated that [-]%, definitely not.

Thinking of the accident last night, your face turned red again, and you could only bury your face in Dazai's pillow.

Lying on the bed, you feel something hard under your thigh.

It seemed to be something in the pocket of her pleated skirt.

cell phone!It's a cell phone!The phone came to save my dog's life! !

You think so.

What you fumbled out, however, was your own passport.

"Fuck!" You threw your passport on the ground angrily, "What's the use of giving me this thing now!!"

You can only continue to lie in bed in a daze.

Unknowingly fell into a deep sleep.

—What wakes you up, or rather wakes you up from sleep, is the house shaking three times from the violent impact.

"Bastard Dazai, get out of here!"

And Master Gun's familiar opera accent and lines.