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Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered.

"Are you still asking?" he said bluntly. "Except for this mackerel, there is no one else who would go around doing such a boring and nasty thing."

Dazai sighed pretentiously.

"Oh," he avoided the topic, and instead looked at the goldfish in Shiratori Mariko's hand with a smile, "Has Shiratori actually gone to catch goldfish? Two?"

Shiratori Mariko nodded, and raised it a little higher, facing the lamp on the side, so that Osamu Dazai could see clearly.

"Yeah," she said with a smile, "I only got two after fishing many times. I'm not very good at it."

Following Mariko Shiratori's words, Osamu Dazai could vaguely see the gentle eyes of Mariko Shiratori through the golden red swimming in the bag.

It was also brown, but unlike his own pair of iris eyes that were occasionally blood-colored, the brown in her eyes was a little warm, like honey tasted in the morning, and like the first ray of wind blowing in spring.

"It's so beautiful," Osamu Dazai said in a low voice.

He stared closely at the two goldfish, looked at the flexible tails reflected in the water, and briskly changed the subject, "Speaking of which, did you catch the white bird? Probably not. I knew a stupid slug would never, never be good at this kind of thing!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned.

"There's nothing good about a fish that looks stupid like this," he said dismissively, "and, not everyone is like you—"

Osamu Dazai continued speaking on his own.

"Let me guess," he put his hand on Nakahara Nakaya's shoulder, and said happily, "Did Nakahara still say bad things about me when Nakahara didn't catch any fish? For example, what' and mackerel What do you like about the same fish? Huh?"

Shiratori Mariko was stunned for a moment, and really began to recall.

"Probably not," she said seriously, "I don't remember, probably not."

"Oh, Shiratori, you don't understand," Dazai Osamu turned his head and said to her with a smile, "Chuya, he is the kind of person who doesn't talk much on the surface, but makes crazy complaints in his heart. I guess he is currently You must be scolding me in your heart, ah, Chuya is the guy who always speaks ill of me behind my back when I'm not there~"

His hand was slapped off the shoulder by Nakahara Chuya unbearably.

"Don't you often do this too?" Zhong Yuanzhong also said irritablely, "You haven't done it yourself! Shut up, you bastard!"

He folded his arms around his chest, extremely annoyed, "If you have dissatisfaction, just tell me in person!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke who was staying in the corner immediately stood up.

"No," he said in a low voice, "Master Chuya, even if you are a cadre, but insulting Mr. Dazai—"

Higuchi Ichiyo quickly covered his mouth, "Senior! Stop talking!"

Now Osamu Dazai has the upper hand, and, no matter what, they are all from Afia!How can you help Wuzhen? !

Ignoring Ryunosuke Akutagawa next to him, Osamu Dazai looked at Nakahara Chuya in surprise, as surprised to see an elephant dancing tango wagging its head and tail.

He smiled at Mariko Shiratori beside him and said, "Oh, the slugs are starting to use their brains too? Shiratori, is this world going to be destroyed?"

Shouted suddenly, Mariko Shiratori, who had just put away the bag containing the goldfish and was still looking at the street below, froze for a moment.

"Ah?" She didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"Huh?" Nakahara Zhongya retorted subconsciously, "Even if the world is going to be destroyed, it's because of your mackerel's fault!!"

He glanced at Shiratori Mariko, and his tone eased, "Don't listen to his nonsense."

Osamu Dazai smiled without saying a word, while Mariko Shiratori was struggling to recall the conversation between Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara just now.

It seems that Mr. Nakaya did not deny the use of brains.

Shiratori Mariko couldn't help but pursed her lips and laughed, pinning the hair that had just fallen to her forehead behind her ears.

Nakahara Chuya, who realized that Shiratori Mariko was laughing at herself:? ? ?

"If you have any opinions, tell me to my face!" He said angrily, "If you want to laugh, just laugh! Am I so scary?!"

Before Mariko Shiratori could speak, Atsushi Nakajima, who was standing on the other side, spoke first.

"Really?" He seemed very interested in this.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glared at him.

"I'm not talking to you, you kid!" Seeing that everyone around him seemed to be holding back their laughter, he said even more irritably, "Forget it, just laugh if you want to."

Obviously had given up struggling.

Shiratori Mariko burst out laughing.

She looked at Osamu Dazai with crooked eyebrows, "Speaking of which, is Dazai-kun also here to watch the fireworks? I thought you just came to say hello and then left."

"Ah," Osamu Dazai paused, then smiled, "Yes."

He put his hands on the railing naturally, and said a little lazily, "Come here, you should only watch the fireworks, right? Isn't Shiratori the same?"

Shiratori Mariko raised an eyebrow.

"You can still take a walk from here, and then go down," Shiratori Mariko pointed to the stairs on the other side, "and then go to other places."

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed.

"It's really something he can do," he sneered.

Osamu Dazai smiled a little more truthfully this time than before.

"Oh," he leaned back against the railing and looked up at the sky, "I still want to watch the fireworks once in a while, after all, it's a summer festival once a year."

"The guys who go to work at the summer festival are not qualified to say such things at all," Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously complained, "I didn't say that, but Mr. Dazai is too—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Ryunosuke Akutagawa threw him under the railing and let out a cry of pain.

The railings, which were already of poor quality, made heavy noises, and everyone around them looked up in shock.

And the person who did this was obviously controlled by anger.

"Rento, shut up," Akutagawa Ryunosuke said angrily, his eyes seemed to be on fire, "Anyway, ahem, you are not qualified to—"

"Hey, Akutagawa," Atsushi Nakajima raised his hands, "I was just joking."

He moved to the side, "Mr. Dazai is still on the side, you bastard."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked up in the direction Atsushi Nakajima pointed out, and found that the people over there were indeed looking at them.

Not only Osamu Dazai, but also Chuya Nakahara and the lady named Mariko Shiratori.

Dazai Osamu's expression seemed to have cooled down instantly.

He was not as relaxed as he used to be when he was frolicking, but he said sharply, "Oh, Akutagawa, as expected, you still don't—"

Osamu Dazai's words stopped suddenly.

There was a small tug on his sleeve, not heavy, but enough to make him realize it.

Turning around to look, Shiratori Mariko quietly retracted her hand.

She walked up to the two of them, first glanced at Ryunosuke Akutagawa who was bowing her head, and then extended her hand to Atsushi Nakajima.

"Get up first," Mariko Shiratori said softly, "Dun-kun, get up first."

Atsushi Nakajima nodded with dignity, while Izumi Kyoka ran up from the stairs.

She glanced at the general situation on the field, made a guess, then handed the bottle of water in her hand to Shiratori Mariko, and pointed to her dry and chapped lips.

"Drink water," said Quan Jinghua, and quietly stood beside Atsushi Nakajima.

Shiratori Mariko thanked Izumi Kyoka, and stood in front of Akutagawa Ryunosuke again.

"Then," she said, "this one should be called Akutagawa, right? Mr. Akutagawa, please apologize to Dun-kun."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke raised his head abruptly.

"My subordinates will never apologize to Renhu!" He said rather conflictingly, "Impossible!"

In fact, Mariko Shiratori had an intuition that if Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara were not still there, Ryunosuke Akutagawa would have left directly by now.

Really, a bit of a strange person.

Shiratori Mariko frowned.

"Why didn't you apologize?" she said a little puzzled.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't seem to feel that he was wrong at all.

"No," he insisted.

Seeing that the two seemed to be going deeper into this question, Atsushi Nakajima quickly raised his hands.

"Okay, okay," he said, "ah, even though Akutagawa didn't apologize, I forgive him!"

Shiratori Mariko turned to Atsushi Nakajima, and sighed seeing the meek look in front of her.

"Forget it," she said, "let's continue to wait for the fireworks."

The moment her voice fell, there was a loud bang from a distance.

Shiratori Mariko turned her head in a panic and looked there.

The ignited fireworks bounced into the sky, bursting into dazzling and bright light.

At first it was just the sound of that moment, but almost the whole world fell silent, waiting for the sound that followed.

Gorgeous and colorful fireworks unfolded layer by layer in the night sky, like flowers blooming gradually, and then withering rapidly one by one.

Obviously it was only a flash of brilliance, but it was so dazzlingly beautiful that it almost covered the night.

Mariko Shiratori stared at the fireworks in front of her in a daze, and the scattered light spots illuminated the surroundings transparently, and she could almost see the faces of everyone on the street that were originally hidden in the dark.

But even such beauty cannot escape the fleeting fate of the night.

They just fell from the sky, like a summer day that is gradually passing away and cannot be turned back.

"It's so beautiful," murmured someone beside her, "It's fireworks."

After a pause, the man continued, "If it disappears like fireworks, it would be a good thing, right?"

Shiratori Mariko smiled.

She raised her head and looked at the scene in front of her peacefully.

After a while, Shiratori Mariko said, "Maybe."

She said briskly, even a little cheerfully, "But at least, for me, for us, to be happy until the last second?"

"What if not?"

Under the cover of the sound of fireworks, Shiratori Mariko thought seriously for a moment.

"Then at least fill your stomach."

The people around fell silent.

"Speaking of which, I'm a bit hungry Dazai-kun, do you know any delicious shops nearby?" Mariko Shiratori changed the subject and said with a smile, "Let's go together later, and bring Atsushi and Kyoka with them. What about you? Do you want to come together?"