【Allson】unpredictable

On the public chairs that can be seen everywhere in a certain street in Yokohama, you can often see a bearded man and a woman like a royal sister sitting on the chair, smoking a cigarette and thinking about life.

Sister Yu was wearing a monotonous black suit, and she stayed by the man's side with an indifferent face. No matter where the man went, she would never leave, following him, like a machine that only obeyed orders.

This man's name is Mori Ogai. He is a doctor by profession and runs a clinic.

He said that he ran a clinic, but he didn't go to work for a long time. He didn't seem to care whether he had money or not.

Those who knew him wondered how he could support a woman who looked so iconic besides himself.

Sometimes a man sitting on a public chair on the street would pinch his cigarette butts, get up and buy a newspaper from a stall with a few hundred yen, and then come back slowly and buy a few cute and charming ones from the flower girl. Rose put the flower in the woman's hand, and read the newspaper in silence. The man's expression remained unwavering, exactly the same as the woman holding the rose next to him.

There are no thorns on the rhizome of the rose, Alice looked at the bright red in her hand, raised her cold and inorganic blue eyes and turned to look at him, "You have spent money, master."

Mori Ogai glanced at her, his purplish red eyes were emotionless, "It suits you very well. It would be better if it was black, a cold and mature color. It's a pity that there are no black flowers in that girl's flower basket."

Without waiting for Alice to respond to his words, the man heard the movement of gangsters fighting nearby, the sound of thunder and bangs mixed with the exclamation of people, and everyone around him who had eyesight hid to prevent being caught by the two gangs. The bullet hits.

"Let's go too, Alice."

Mori Ogai closed his eyes tiredly, and grabbed Alice's hand.

Hearing the master's order, Alice deftly held the man's palm back, and pulled him into her arms with all her strength. After feeling Mori Ogai being embraced obediently by her, she was still tightly clutching the rose that the master bought. Alice's body was covered with a layer of bright purple light fringe, and Mori Ogai who was hugged was also wrapped in the light fringe.

The supernatural body floated in mid-air with its owner in its arms, and quickly went to the clinic where it settled down.

Yokohama is in chaos now, the underground bugs are destroying and plundering unscrupulously, and the gangs, especially the gangs, are so powerful that even the supernatural secret service representing the government/government can't do anything about it.

However, it doesn't matter.

Mori Ogai slumped on the old hospital bed and thought, this has nothing to do with him.

The roses she bought were placed in a vase by the window by Alice who entered the door. There are many withered flowers in the white porcelain vase, which have not been cleaned up. The delicate red roses are crowded together with the withered flowers. Gorgeous and decadent atmosphere.

"Do you need a massage?" Alice in a black dress came over, her cold expression and the solemn skirt made people feel very depressed.

"No..."

Alice, who was rejected, did not obey the master's will, and walked to him like a real person and began to automatically knead the man's thin shoulders. The skin under her hands was firm but not much flesh. "You need to gain weight."

"Don't be kidding, Alice-chan..."

Alice's hands were strong, Mori Ogai frowned in pain, and wanted to refuse again but was blocked in advance.

"If you've been under a lot of stress recently, I can relieve it for you." Alice said.

"No..." Mori Ogai shook his head,

"...Alice you know, I am also a human being... After nearly three or four years of wasted life, even I would feel empty and lonely."

"You mean, I'm not enough to fill your emptiness?" Alice leaned over, her blond hair resting on Mori Ogai's face, which stunned the man who had turned his body on his back for a moment.

"it's not true……"

"You can make me more lively. If you want, you can set everything about me according to your preferences, instead of making me so boring in your eyes."

boring...?

Mori Ogai smiled, raised his arms to caress Alice's fair face, "Why do you think so, Alice was with me through the most difficult times."

Alice blinked and didn't speak. She just distanced herself from the man, said that the clinic was open, and left the ward.

She wisely gave this man the space to be alone, but she just obeyed the other's will.

(two)

The gloomy sky looks like it's about to snow.

"I said... Doctor Sen, can you support me?"

Osamu Dazai looked lazily at the clinic he stepped into. It was crowded and dilapidated. There were stacks of cardboard boxes beside the narrow aisle, and there were a lot of sundries. The unique smell of Guzi medicine was in his nose. Looking at the clothes of the man beside him, It can only be described as poor and shabby.

"...if I work hard..."

Mori Ogai said with downcast eyes, and raised his hand to stroke Dazai's fluffy hair.

The black-haired boy patted his hand in disgust.

"Stop touching my head!"

...

Osamu Dazai is the Mori Ogai who he met while eating rice balls in front of the convenience store.

The slovenly man wanted to go into the shop, but changed his mind when he caught a glimpse of Dazai, squatting in front of the boy and asking him if he was an orphan.

"Yes, do you want to adopt me?" Dazai raised his eyelids and met the other's long and narrow eyes.

There was neither malice nor kindness in the man's purple-red pupils, like a pool of stagnant water, calm and unruffled, which made Heche, who was not revealed inside, scorching hot.

Adhering to the fact that it is the same everywhere, and there is no such problem as eating, Dazai returned to the clinic with Mori Ogai without much hesitation. In fact, he didn't dislike the dilapidated place in his heart, he just wanted to embarrass this seemingly Just a useless old man.

There are not many visitors to the small clinic every day. Apart from him and Mori Ou who are new additions to the family, there is also a young woman in her twenties named Alice.

Alice doesn't like to talk, and when Dazai took the initiative to talk to her, the expression on her face made no secret of her dislike for him, and the words in her answers were also very perfunctory.

Sometimes Mori Ogai would go out to buy cigarettes by himself, entrusting Alice and him to take care of the patients.

After Osamu Dazai complained that the adult was not responsible at all, he habitually talked to the patients in the ward to obtain information, while the cold Alice ignored all his actions to prepare medicine.

"This clinic is not open every day...it's not about one or two days of special circumstances or rest days...Before Mr. Xiao came, it was open for three days a week."

"Hey, that's really weird."

Osamu Dazai held a standard smirk, remembering what Mori Ogai said when he was officially adopted, "If I work hard".

No way...is that so?It's so baffling that he's only getting serious about running a clinic or something.

"Dr. Sen...how was it before?"

"...I don't know about this, he is still an unpredictable guy, but the woman beside him..."

The patient with normal facial features secretly pointed to Alice who was filling out the form, "This woman has followed him since he came here...and..."

The patient was an idiot, he babbled out a lot of information, and he was a little happy because Osamu Dazai had been listening patiently, so he couldn't help but get more information.

Osamu Dazai nodded and smiled innocently, "I see, thank you very much."

After finishing some odd jobs, Alice went to Mori Ogai's bedroom.

She took out all the withered flowers in the vase, held them in her hands and looked at them carefully, her blue eyes dimmed.

"Miss Alice..." Dazai followed her to the bedroom, approaching her with a smile.

"...You..." Alice's pupils shrank, and the unspoken words dissipated in the room together with her body, turning into specks of supernatural light.

"What... disappeared."

Dazai looked at his hands that were mostly wrapped in bandages, and laughed softly.

Mori Ogai didn't see Alice when he came back,

"Dazai-kun...?"

"Miss Alice? I went out to 'play'."

After the clinic closed, Osamu Dazai sat on the small bed that belonged to Mori Ogai.

The man in front of him was carrying two plastic bags, which contained small cakes and his favorite canned crab meat, as well as some brand new clothes and the man's lonely box of cigarettes.

The sloppy uncle who forgot to shave took off his white coat and hung it on the clothes hanger, and put two bags of things on the small coffee table.

"Dazai-kun, do you have supernatural powers?" Mori Ogai frowned trying to understand what was going on, the dark blue in his eyes was more obvious against the background of his skin color, and his words seemed cold.

"Yes." The boy nodded.

"It's an ability that can make Miss Alice disappear temporarily."

"..." Mori Ogai leaned over and said disapprovingly, "You can't play tricks on Alice, Dazai-kun." He stretched out both hands to pinch the boy's soft face as if punishing him, his expression was not very good-looking.

Dazai held each other's wrists with both hands, and malice rolled in one of his exposed kite eyes, "Can I play a prank on you, Dr. Sen?"

Mori Ogai looked at him quietly, and suddenly smiled like a fox.

"Canned crab meat is not allowed."

"! Huh?! How come this!"

The young man turned pale with fright, and cooperated with him to go down the steps given by the other party.