[Comprehensive] How to develop a villain heroine

Silver chains imprisoned the forever girlish witch in this square-inch room.

But obviously as a prisoner, Miss Witch's expression is still at ease.Even the expression of looking up at the prisoner was as calm as ever.

It was as if she had not been imprisoned, but was still standing in the Heavenly Palace where the world could not gain a foothold, casting a casual glance with her downcast eyes.

This kind of look was really unfamiliar to Osamu Dazai.

In his memory, Quan Linyin rarely showed such an expression now.

She has always been soft and gentle, and those gilt eyes that seem to be able to accommodate everything are always without a trace of haze, let alone showing the slightest indifference in front of him.

It's better to say that when facing him, Quan Linyin has no edges and corners.

She would only reveal the most harmless part to him, approaching gently when he wanted to back down, then silently erode his world, and finally leave her mark in his heart until she was completely out of his life Disappeared, he realized that the limit he had relaxed had already exceeded the original ideal distance.

...however, now.

Dazai took a deep breath unconsciously.

He wanted to reach out and hold his heart, but his fingertips moved slightly, and he still didn't make this almost weak move.

"Wow, it's so sour."

"Would it be?" The girl stretched out her hand and squeezed the lemon pie into small pieces, tasted it, and then smiled at the boy who deliberately put on an exaggerated expression, "It's very sweet."

The boy who moved the special lemon pie to the side looked sleepy, and obviously didn't like the taste, "It's because Rin's taste is too special. Although it is a dessert, there is too little sugar!"

"It's clearly done just right."

The girl who swallowed another mouthful of lemon pie stroked his hair reassuringly, and handed the pudding she had in front of him, "Although the lemon tastes astringent when you first taste it, you can still taste it if you taste it carefully. Back to sweetness... This is more 'suitable' than a dessert with too much sugar."

Did the girl who said this imply a deep meaning at that time?

Dazai actually couldn't remember clearly.

Unlike him who didn't seem to have changed, Izumi Rinne has changed in Dazai's eyes... no.

She just stopped pretending and showed her true self in front of him.

Such recognition made Dazai's eyes flash with emotion.

If other people knew about his experience, they would never have thought that he would take the initiative to find Linyin Umizumi again—after he knew that everything in the past was false, he should have flinched, sealed the past, and would never be with her again. produce an intersection.

Because, if everything she showed was false, then the bond between them should also be a fiction.

He never expected to find reality in illusion.

- As it should be.

Faced with Izumi Rinne's indifferent attitude, Dazai just put the lemon pie in his hand aside and gradually approached her.

"Rin." He looked condescendingly at the girl trapped under the chain, his iris-colored eyes were blurred by the darkness of the room, "It's a rare goodbye, can't you mention something happy?"

It was only then that Quan Linyin withdrew her intentions, and did not accuse him of making such an excessive request of "don't care about the status quo" to her, a prisoner, in such a situation.

"it is good."

In the end, it was the object of attention. Although Quan Linyin would not compromise, at least she did not pretend to be alienated like a stranger, "How are you recently?"

"It's hard work." When he heard her say this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, his voice was between a boy and a young man, with the unique and coquettish tone that belonged to Osamu Dazai, "Leave from Mr. Mori, It took a lot of work.”

If you change someone, you will reply at this time, "So you still dare to rob people on the site of Mafia at the port?", but Quan Linyin is obviously not among them.

She just nodded her head indifferently, and responded softly.

Then before Dazai could react, the girl took the initiative to say, "I thought you would do something more 'excessive' by kidnapping me."

Dazai's feigned joy disappeared without a trace.

After half the time, he chuckled without being able to hear his emotions, squatted halfway in front of her, and looked at her level, "...what did Rin want to say?"

"Probably a little disappointed." She replied.

What responded to her was not a retort, but the other party's sudden dark gaze.

It's like pushing through the fog, and finally discovering that behind the fog is a deep pool that is more difficult to explore.

"If you really want to imprison me, you should do it harder."

The girl seemed unaware of his changes, and suggested to the perpetrator as a victim, "No matter how quietly the kidnapping is done, no matter how remote the location is, and no matter how thoroughly I cut off my power... Finally, let me stop I have nothing to rely on, I can only look at you."

Hearing her say that, he was not as happy as he imagined.

On the contrary, it was the heart that he controlled so well and still beating regularly, there were bursts of stinging pain that could not be ignored.

She saw his curled fingers, his gilt eyes narrowed slightly, but a smile appeared on his mouth.

"Are you hesitating?" She suddenly lowered her tone, with the same intoxicating gentleness as in the past, "Is there a time when you, known as the 'career teacher', can't see people's hearts clearly?"

"What are you... longing for?"

He couldn't answer.

But on a whim, she tried to give him a definite result.

The girl bound by the silver lock took out a cannon barrel from nowhere.

Dazai Osamu, who instantly judged what it was, did not stop her from moving his eyes slightly.

- pat.

Pink smoke permeated the two of them, but only Miss Witch was affected by the smoke.

Osamu Dazai couldn't tell what kind of mentality he was staring at the person in the smoke.

All he knew was that when the smoke dissipated and the witch who still looked like a girl in the fog cast that gaze at him, his heart seemed to be bound by an invisible thing, and with the heartbeat, the expectation that he didn't even notice Crush to pieces.

"……cold?"

"Ok?"

Ten years later, Miss Witch glanced at the surrounding scene, and then calmly set her eyes on him again.

No one but themselves knew what they were talking about.

Five minutes later, the pink smoke reappeared and dispersed again.

Ten years later, Miss Witch returned to her own time and space, with a deliberate indifference on her face.

It so happened that the owner of the room finally returned to the room with what she needed after her return.

"Your expression is really familiar."

After he opened the door, he noticed her expression at first sight.

The feelings deep in the memory leaked a little at that moment, but he quickly repressed it, and he even smiled without any abnormality, "I am familiar with it... even if ten years have passed, I can't forget the scene at that time .”

Her face was neither unfamiliar nor familiar, as if he was as careless as the grass on the side of the road, and it was the only thing that could defeat him.

He really didn't want to see such an expression again.

The man who vaguely guessed what she had encountered put down the things in his hands and walked up to the deliberately silent witch.

He knelt down on one knee piously, held the witch's slender five fingers that had not changed in ten years, and kissed the back of her hand.

"Why get angry with me in the past? After all, the me now... can't do without you."

He is willing to give his all, to decorate himself with the appearance she wants, and only ask for even a moment of pity from her.Even knowing that I am flying moths to the flame, I can't let go of the love I once experienced.

——He had no desire for the world anymore, only her existence turned his madness into distorted love, and became the whole reason for him to stay in this world.

With the return of Miss Witch ten years later, Miss Witch at this stage has also regained her senses.

She glanced at Dazai's expression and knew that ten years later, she didn't give him a good face, and she didn't think it was so strange, but it was a pity that she didn't encounter anything interesting in her travels ten years later.

As the smoke cleared, Miss Witch, who had regained her freedom after a ten-year bazooka replacement, walked in front of Dazai unsuspectingly.

At this time, new footsteps came from outside the door.

Ignoring the person who opened the door, Izumi put her hands on Dazai's shoulders, and easily pushed the man who was a little taller than her to the ground.

Miss Witch sat astride him, with her left hand resting on the ground next to his neck, while her right hand was still on his shoulder.

Then those gilt eyes met the man's iris-colored pupils, they were so close, even their breathing was ambiguous, even if he stretched out his hand, he could get a seemingly intimate hug.

But in their current position, such a posture can be called dangerous.

But in the face of her dangerous approach, the knight who came to save her did not make a sound to stop her, and even half-closed the door for them without any surprise.He confirmed that Quan Linyin was not injured, and stood aside silently.

"Dazai, you know what I like."

Miss Witch's smile was the same as before, but because her attitude didn't change at all, her words turned into a blade and pierced into the other person's heart, "Your reason and madness, your yearning for light in the dark... even your Staring at the abyss, about to be swallowed by the abyss, but because of my existence, I tried my best to maintain the apparent contradiction and restraint.”

She sighed, even in front of her own clan, she had no scruples, "For the exploration, anticipation, and even joy of death, I have only felt such rare qualities in you, so I created the reason to meet you." All coincidences, I want to appreciate your specialness up close."

It's a pity that the boy who took the witch's acting skills as a sincere boy almost lost that quality.

Because of the existence of the witch, Osamu Dazai began to reach out to embrace the light.

But also because of the witch's preference, while yearning for the light, he can't continue to work with the darkness, so as to retain the special that attracts the witch.

——It was as if living as two people.

Only the gaze of the witch made him restrain the madness that was about to get out of control.

"But forget it this time." Miss Witch sat up straight without hesitation, let go of her hands and stood up again.

She looked at each other condescendingly, her expression overlapping with her ten years later.

"Goodbye, Dazai."

Miss Witch, who couldn't be imprisoned by anyone, left this temporary cage, "I hope that the next time I see you, you won't be as boring as today."

The knight who came to rescue Her Highness the Queen stood where he was, until the Queen completely returned to the light, then he turned and looked at the dark secret room again.

The expressionless prisoner watched his treasure move away from him again, but he could no longer take any countermeasures. Only the cloudy iris eyes revealed the dark emotions surging in his heart.

"Ten years later, I still haven't got what I want." Ling Xiaolu's tone was as indifferent as his king's, but in that boundless indifference, there was also an imperceptible pity mixed in.

He just observed for a while, and he already thought of what they experienced just now.

Mr. Knight, who saw all this in his eyes, stared at the already crazy prisoner with those same eyes that could see through people's hearts.

——The frightening struggle right now is probably one of the traits that witches want to see.

"How pitiful."

The knight's voice dissipated with the wind.

He didn't look at the prisoner whose plan failed, but followed the king's path and left together.

Whether it's Osamu Dazai who is crazy because of the only one that the witch can't give, or they who have been deeply trapped in the witch's garden and can't abandon her even if they have even a little care, they are too pitiful.

——But the affection she gave was too infatuating.

So obsessed that even if the next step is the abyss, they will eventually step into it calmly.

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[small theater]

Dazai didn't leave soon after Rinne Izumi and her clan members left.

He glanced at the unmoving lemon pie, and suddenly reached out to take a piece and threw it into his mouth.

"Liar." The taste he tasted was the same as in his memory, the faint sweetness was irresistible in the sourness, "it's not sweet at all."

But he suddenly understood what she meant at that time.

——The process of "raiding" him is like a lemon with unacceptable sourness, and the "victory" obtained in this process is like the slight sweetness emerging from the long sourness.

It is precisely because it is rare that people ask for more.

That was the truest warning among the false feelings given by the girl.

[about the text]

Dazai let the heroine use the bazooka for ten years, because he wanted to know if he had achieved his goal in ten years (whether he got the heroine).

The result is obvious, they are all flowers raised by the hostess, and none of them can become sperm.

How should I put it, Ji You said before that the author Sang Cong's original gentle heroine is now writing more and more S, the author Sang thought about it deeply, and found that this may be because her nature is gradually being revealed, and it is undeniable that writing like this is really cool.

Of course, the gentle heroine is still very fragrant, and I may want to write a savior heroine in the future, the kind who sacrifices herself to save the world (of course the death is fake).

As for the heroine's disappointment, it's not that she was disappointed that Dazai imprisoned her, but that he didn't completely cut off her escape route.

That's why I said at the very beginning, you must not bring the male protagonist's perspective, you will be stupid... The female protagonist has no heart, she is the kind of woman who can smile appreciatively when surrounded by the evils of this world.Apart from acting on the occasion, he will never fall in love with anyone, not even Dazai who often steals pens.

I don’t know why I like the character of Dazai very much, but I always want to write about it in a miserable way. My mind is either a small black house or a love that I can’t get or die in love.