Bungo Stray Dogs, please stay

(What you said is that Dazai didn't say anything at the side, which is really puzzling. But, more importantly, I thought Chuka was also a very gentlemanly person, but it turns out... eh, ok, ok , OK, keep talking, keep talking.)

Zhong also held me.I looked back at him, so serious.I suddenly realized that I couldn't mess around like I used to. This is a mafia, not a "sheep", and besides, I am still a nobody.

I returned to normal, followed them to get acquainted with the environment, and then left separately.Zhongye is still there.

"I..." We both spoke at the same time.

So I listened to him.He said: "This is mafia, I can't protect you, don't be careless like before. Don't cause trouble for me."

I was not happy: "Of course I know, but what exactly is my situation now?"

"Sister Hongye helped you talk, but the final result is not very clear. I will give you a room now."

I wouldn't fit in here, I thought, after all this is--

"You'll have a job, just wait," he added.

I just answered.

"Okay?" Seeing that I didn't speak, he called my name.

"Huh? Ah, I'm sorry, I'm just thinking, you have a partner now and you have your own business, can I still go to you?"

He looked at me suspiciously and said, "There's something wrong with you."

"Ah, this...haha, it's nothing. Chuya, I'm leaving first! Wait for my good news!" I waved my hand and turned to leave.

He closed the door, slid down against the door, and sat down on the ground.

"I didn't expect him to be here." I sighed.

What will I do again?Since the room was given to me, and Sister Hongye said for me, "I can stay" should be certain.But what can I do?

However, Miss Hongye, why did she—

well!Headache, I still don't want to.

Stand up and look around.The layout is simple.Bed, table and chairs and some essentials.

Open the curtain, ah, this curtain is so heavy.I saw that the sky was high and far away, very blue, and down, close to the sky, the color was a little purple, and on the other side, it was orange-red.

I suddenly felt that all this was like a dream, very fake.

Taking a deep breath, the tears welled up again.After seven years, it is a lie to say that I don't miss it, what to look forward to, I will never forget the past days.I still remember that I was sitting in the yard with the breeze blowing by; I still remember that the sky was full of stars and deserted.

Why?Why is this happening to me?

I still want to go to Sister Hongye, just because she said something for me, I believe she can understand me, I think confidently.

Sister Hongye didn't seem surprised that I would come, she said, "What kind of position do you think you will have?"

"I—" I couldn't answer.

After a moment of silence, I said, "I don't want to fight."

"Then you are not suitable here." She smiled, so pretty, "You seem to know me very well?"

"How come? You—" I said in a panic.

"It's really a child." She looked at me.She was not as indifferent as before, and I suddenly wanted to cry again—I finally understood why, and I thought of my mother from her.

"Follow me." She patted my head.

I suddenly grabbed her hand and didn't let it go. It was strange that there seemed to be a lot of tears today, and they flowed down again.And she didn't let go.

"Sorry for delaying you for so long." After a long time, I finally came back to my senses.

"It's okay." She paused, then added, "Just be a happy child, here."

I looked up at her, a little puzzled, but grateful: "Thank you!"