This is a nurturing essay

——Yokohama, Japan.

morning.

Vortex Cafe.

With a jingle, a handsome, tall young man pushed open the door of the coffee shop.

There are no customers in the cafe.

"Welcome." The boss behind the counter greeted, "Would you like some coffee? Here is the menu."

"A cup of latte." The man with black curly hair smiled, softening his somewhat sharp features.He was wearing a long black trench coat, paired with trousers of the same color, and a white shirt inside, looking chic and handsome.

"Please wait a moment." The boss bowed slightly, then bowed his head and started making coffee.

"Boss, I think the road is a bit deserted. What happened?" The man randomly found a seat in the back, and sat down with his back to the door.

"Are you new to Yokohama?" The waitress smiled and came over to wipe the table, "Yokohama was in chaos for a while before."

"Oh? I left Yokohama for a long time and just came back, so I didn't pay attention to the news." The man tilted his head when he heard the words, "Has there been chaos?"

"Yeah, first the people on the street were controlled by the ability to attack each other, and then there was a huge mechanical whale in the sky that almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, it was stopped in the end, but fell into the water..."

Listening to the young lady's story, the man looked a little stiff.

"It seems that when I was away, Yokohama really..." He thought for a while, and carefully worded, "I have experienced a lot."

"Yokohama has always been very lively." The boss said humorously, "After all, other cities are not like ours. Ability is a semi-open secret."

"That's right." The man lowered his eyes slightly, and then made a joke, "However, if I'm not from Yokohama and don't know about the ability, wouldn't that reveal the existence of the ability?"

"In fact, when you come to Yokohama, you will always have access to supernatural powers." The waitress turned around with a smile, and picked up a newspaper from the counter, "Look, it's all in the newspaper."

Stop flying objects from falling...

The man quickly scanned over, seeming a little surprised by the content above.

"This child is..."

"It's a member of the detective agency." The waitress put down the newspaper, took the coffee made by the boss, walked to the man's table and put it down, "Please use it slowly."

"Thank you."

The man picked up the coffee, his knuckles were clearly defined, and his complexion had a radiant glow.He lowered his head and sniffed carefully, and then praised: "The boss is a good crafter."

"Thank you for your appreciation." The boss had already washed his hands, and lowered his head to wipe the table lightly. "It is the greatest appreciation for me to make the guests like it."

Seeing that the customer was enjoying the coffee, the waitress stopped talking, and retreated to the counter with a slight bow and smile.

The cafe has a quiet atmosphere for a while.The strong aroma of coffee fills the whole space, leisurely and soothing.

At this time, the door of the coffee shop was suddenly pushed open.

"Welcome." The waitress greeted her.

"Long time no see, beautiful lady~" An erratic soft male voice sounded, and the visitor said in a frivolous tone, "Do you want to die for love with me today?"

"Ah, it's Mr. Dazai. Excuse me, can you please repay the credit account before inviting me~ Or buy an insurance before talking about it~" The young lady said scary words with a smile.

"Ah! Please bring me a cup of coffee, as usual." The man named Dazai automatically changed the subject, "Take it away."

"Hi~"

Dazai hummed a strange little tune, lay down on a certain spot near the door and waited for a while, finally got his coffee and left.

"Mr. Dazai is really too casual." The young lady muttered, "He is obviously a very good person..."

"That beautiful lady~" The guest who had been turning his back to the door finally turned his head.

"Oh, don't make fun of me like Mr. Dazai." The young lady blushed and walked over, "Does the customer want to pay?"

I don't know when I drank more than half of that cup of coffee - this speed is actually very fast, after all, the coffee is very hot, and drinking coffee itself is a pleasant thing.

"Yeah." The man took out a wallet from the windbreaker pocket, and smiled slightly, "Also, let me settle that Dazai's debt together."

"Hey, you..." The young lady covered her mouth in surprise, and carefully observed the guest in front of her.

This is a man with a great sense of conflict.From the looks of it, he should be sharp and aggressive.However, the person in front of him, the first feeling he brings to others is——

gentle.

His brows and eyes are full of tenderness, and the light in his iris eyes is enough to drown people.

"Excuse me, but you belong to Mr. Dazai..." The young lady thought of something, her cheeks and ears were all red.

"It's an old friend." The man smiled gently, with a complicated tone, "He... Well, he grew up in a place I don't know."

The shopkeeper, who was listening quietly, was moved in his heart.

"Miko, let him settle the bill for Dazai." He said.

"Huh? Okay." The waitress Miko was a little surprised, "It's a total of..."

The man paid without changing his face, then put away his wallet and picked up his coffee again.

"Wait, sir, you gave me a lot more." Miko reminded softly after counting the banknotes.

"It's okay, just treat it as prepaid." The man took a sip of coffee, "And a tip for the lovely lady."

"Then thank you very much." Meizi gave a small smile after thanking her. She put away the money and bowed while holding the account book.

"In return, can you tell me something about Dazai? The kind that doesn't involve confidentiality." The man said suddenly.

He looked a little embarrassed, as if he didn't know how to express: "No, there is no need for practical things. Miss, tell me how he feels."

"Mr. Dazai." Miko thought for a while, and replied cautiously, "He is a very mysterious person. Although he seems out of tune, he makes Kunikida-san angry all day long, and he also pays credit and skips work, but..."

She pondered for a while: "But it's just the feeling. It's actually very reliable. Well, sometimes it's very gentle."

Because she was not sure about the relationship between the guest in front of her and Osamu Dazai, she didn't say that Osamu Dazai sometimes likes to provoke women.

Anyway, Mr. Dazai is just talking.How can a woman agree to him when he comes up and asks to die for love?

"Is that so." The man raised his head slightly, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes, "Does he still commit suicide often?"

"Mr. Dazai is indeed talking about suicide and martyrdom all day long." Miko hesitated, "But the number of times I have seen it with my own eyes is quite rare... I have seen him come back wet a few times."

The store manager coughed lightly, Miko stopped talking and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry." The man opened his eyes and stood up, "I'm really bothering you. If you can, don't tell Dazai about me... Well, just don't take the initiative to bring it up."

"I understand." The store manager said, his eyes were a little deep, "May I ask your surname?"

"..." The man didn't answer. He put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly to the door of the store, ready to leave.

Before stretching out his hand to push the door, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, turned his head to look at the two people near the counter, and his Adam's apple slid up and down: "If possible, next time he orders, let him add crab meat. Life still needs Have a better time..."

He is smiling.Miko just thinks...

This is probably a person who wants to be sad, but is unable to be sad, and doesn't know what to do, so he has to choose to smile, a smile.

"Understood." The store manager replied.

"Thank you." The man turned around, "My last name is June."

With a "ding bell", he pushed open the door and left.

"The store manager?" After the man left for a while, Miko moved closer to the experienced elder, "Can you see what's going on?"

"What do you think?" The store manager asked back, "What do you think is the relationship between him and Mr. Dazai?"

"Is it a friend who had to separate because of a misunderstanding or a position? Or simply a suitor from the past who found him?" Saying this, Miko couldn't help but blush, "It's like in the novel...!"

The store manager shook his head with a smile, and said firmly, "No."

"Why? Mr. Dazai is actually very good, and there is no shortage of suitors at first glance. It is also possible to attract excellent men." Miko was a little puzzled, "Also, the look in the eyes of that guest when he talked about Mr. Dazai..."

"They are relatives, there will be nothing wrong." The store manager sighed and stopped the topic, "At noon today, remember to add crab meat to Dazai-kun's lunch."

-

"Dazai-san, here is your lunch." The white-haired boy with a strange dog-gnawing bangs carried the boxed lunch and put it on Dazai's table.

"Oh, thank you Atsu-kun!" Dazai, who was dodging on the sofa, answered, got up lazily, and walked over unsteadily.

"Let me see—" Dazai opened the lunch box, a little surprised, "Ah, crab meat! Did the beautiful young lady invite me to eat it! Don-kun! Don-kun-!"

"Ah, I don't know Mr. Dazai." Atsushi, who was packing up next to him, turned his head, "The waitress at Uzumaki gave it to me just like that, and said that it must be handed over to Mr. Dazai."

"Is that so." Dazai looked at the lunch and had many thoughts in his mind.

"Yo Xi!" The young man closed the lunch box, "Then go and meet this generous and kind person! She must be a beautiful lady~"

"Wait, Dazai! Where are you going?" Kunikida Doppo with blond braids opened the door just in time, "You still have work in the afternoon, so don't try to slip away!"

"Kuniki Tada, I'm facing a serious matter now." Dazai put his hand on his forehead and said seriously, "I suspect that someone is spying on us in the whirlpool coffee shop and trying to bribe me with small favors."

"So?" Kunikida Doppo's expression became serious.

"So it must be the beautiful lady who misses me! I have to hurry over to avoid missing the opportunity to die for love, and I will leave the work for the afternoon to Kunikida~" The young man in a sand-colored windbreaker ran away in a hurry, slippery like a fish.

Kunikida realized that he had been tricked, and a vein burst into his forehead: "This bastard!"

Nakajima Atsushi looked at this scene with a helpless smile. This kind of daily life is very common, and he has been used to it during this time.

The boy's eyes inadvertently caught the boxed lunch on Dazai's table.

Ah... Mr. Dazai ran away without eating.

Wouldn't the kindhearted person's intentions be wasted?

Atsushi thought for a while, then walked towards Dazai's desk.