Miss Tsushima

The driving car gradually slowed down, and the shadow of the two-story western-style building can already be seen in the distance? The vines are faintly visible on the wall, and the sunlight falls on the wall to form mottled light and shadow.

The car parked in front of the door.

Osamu Dazai got out of the car first, the black door was a little hot from the sun, he supported the door and helped Tsushima Hiiragi get out of the car.

Although Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, Tsushima Hiiragi could also sense that his mood gradually changed from cloudy to sunny. Osamu Dazai took the lead to go to the front, rummaged through the inner pocket of his coat, and found the tinkle? Amid the sound, he took out a small key.

"This kind of door, Mr. Dazai, can open ten doors in a second, so why do you have to carry the key?"

Tsushima Hiiragi watched his movements from a distance, and walked slowly behind him. Watching his movements, Osamu Dazai bent down and inserted the key into the keyhole. With a very light click, Osamu Dazai's face A faint smile appeared on his face.

He stretched out his hand to push the door open, and waited until he entered the door? Then he said, "It's different? Ah, the door opened with a key..."

Before he finished speaking, Michiko in the room ran straight out, using his trousers as a cat climbing frame, quickly crawled into his arms, and bit his finger with a groan.

Osamu Dazai kicked off his leather shoes, walked up to the entrance, pulled his finger out of the cat's mouth, and looked back at Tsushima Hiiragi with a smile.

There was something unfinished in his smile, but he didn't say anything, Tsushima Hiiragi understood what he wanted to express.

Tsushima Hiiragi caressed the hem of her clothes and squatted down carefully. The kimono hem was slim and showed a beautiful curve, but it was very inconvenient to move. Her demeanor was still elegant. She took out her slippers from the shoe cabinet, and Dazai gray plush slippers.

She lays out the shoes and says, "Don't just wear socks? Walk around, come and put on your shoes."

"Yes~" Dazai Osamu drew a long tail, while dodging meow meow meow and trying to scratch his Michiko, he replied cheerfully, like a primary school student? He raised his hand high and walked over twistingly .

Osamu Dazai stepped on his slippers and walked deliberately. He picked up Michiko and walked to the sofa. He didn't care about the custom-made black overcoat that was rolled into a ball, and lay down comfortably on the sofa. Inside, huddled together.

The cat jumped, stepped on his chest, and flicked its tail gracefully. Osamu Dazai closed his eyes slightly, with an expression of about to fall asleep.

Tsushima Hiiragi walked up to him and looked down at his more mature face.

The two-story house of the Tsushima family has an ordinary large wooden door. For Dazai Osamu, who can open a safe with just a hairpin, this kind of door lock is useless at all.

But he still has the key.

Because opening the door with a key is allowed to enter, does it symbolize the owner of the territory and sovereignty?

Although he has grown into an adult, there is still a childlike spirit that cannot be hidden from him, Tsushima Hiiragi thought, but no matter when, no matter how old Osamu Dazai is How old is he, in her eyes he will always be like a child?

To Tsushima Hiiragi, Osamu Dazai is a treasure that must be protected no matter what he sacrifices, and is also the most important doll that is unique.

What will this child be like in the end? How far will this child grow? In the beginning, Tsushima Hiiragi really accompanied him in his growth with such thoughts.

What he said, the choices he made, Tsushima Hiiragi watched him with eyes like looking at a glass.

While she is addicted to the past, she is always anxious. As the heroic spirit of Osamu Dazai, she is a product of delusions based on the personality of Osamu Dazai. Although she can also be called Osamu Dazai, how much is she? True yet.

Her existence has always been distorted and desperate, and even her memories have been tampered with.

To tell you the truth, when she first met Osamu Dazai, she almost wept with joy, and that was it? Ah, what she was looking for?—her existence.

She watched Osamu Dazai grow up, looking for the once confused memory in him, watching her become more and more similar to the existence in her own memory, just like looking at her own child?

This is Dazai, yes, this is her, this is him.

He is her, the symbol of living, the meaning of existence?

Tsushima Hiiragi pushed Osamu Dazai's shoulder with his hands, "Take off your coat and go to bed."

"Have you made my quilt yet?" Dazai Osamu closed his eyes and hummed softly with his nose. During the period when Dazai Osamu was abroad, Tsushima Hiiragi put all his quilts in the cupboard, Tsushima Hiiragi Answer, "You sleep on my quilt first, I will take your quilt out to dry in the sun tomorrow."

"But I don't want to move, okay? Tired."

Osamu Dazai lay still, and when he felt Tsushima Hiiragi's cold fingers touch his face, he gently rubbed the back of her hand.

Tsushima Hiiragi looked helplessly at him like a child? Acting like a baby, he held his shoulder with his upper hand, Dazai Osamu was turned over by her in cooperation, and Michiko was hugged and pressed by him, struggling with his teeth and claws, stepping on him. Osamu Dazai? He jumped off the sofa.

Tsushima Hiiragi grabbed Osamu Dazai's sleeve, and he raised his hand. Tsushima Hiiragi took off half of his overcoat. The overcoat had already been crumpled by Dazai's random movements, and he couldn't see it anymore. It looked expensive like before, and the remaining half was still hanging on Osamu Dazai's body. Tsushima Hiiragi sighed, "Dazai-kun, please move a little bit, let me save some energy."

"I don't want~" Osamu Dazai stayed on the sofa as if he had no bones, "I don't want Miss Tsushima to save effort."

A small, sly smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, "You've been 'worrying about me' all this time, okay? No??"

Dazai Osamu said this sentence as if joking, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at her, with undetectable expectations in his eyes, Tsushima Hiiragi looked into those dark eyes, and couldn't help but lighten her again. Sigh lightly.

Tsushima Hiiragi compromised, she grabbed the other half of the sleeve hanging on Osamu Dazai's arm, pulled him up without complaint, and took off the other half, her concession could not be hidden from Osamu Dazai's eyes, even though it was too small No matter how small things were, his heart jumped with joy, and he suddenly became happy for some reason.

He simply followed Tsushima Hiiragi's strength in pulling her, wrapped his arms around Tsushima Hiiragi's neck?, slowly pressed his upper body over, snuggled into her arms, and hung on her body.

The older I get, the more I like acting like a baby, but this is also her connivance, no wonder others.

Tsushima Hiiragi straightened up, Dazai Osamu was still hanging on her body, she took a step, Dazai Osamu was willing to stop lying down at this time, stood up, and stuck himself on Tsushima Hiiragi's back.

"Are you a bear? I'm not a tree."

Osamu Dazai, who has grown a lot taller, needs to bend over to hug her? It's like a bear rubbing against a tree?.

Tsushima Hiiragi was amused by his sudden association.Pushing his head, it was fluffy and rubbed against her neck, a little itchy.

"Miss Tsushima is not a tree. The lifespan of a tree is too long, and it grows there. There is no way to leave with the bear. You can only wait for the bear to come. If the bear dies, you will always wait in place, right? Is it pitiful?"

"And the life of the tree is so long, it will always wait for another bear." Osamu Dazai's voice was so soft that it was almost breathless, and Tsushima Hiiragi listened attentively to his words.

But he stopped talking, and rested his sharp chin on Tsushima Hiiragi's shoulder, and the air he exhaled hit her ear softly, Tsushima Hiiragi looked sideways slightly, Dazai Osamu lowered his eyebrows, and his long Lashes cover the eyes.

Tsushima Hiiragi looked at him and spoke slowly.

"My roots don't sink into the soil, and I don't have the tenacity or patience of a tree."

"I can't be a tree, and I can't wait for another bear. A person like me can probably only be a dandelion."

"Maybe it will be blown away by the wind, maybe it will be folded off, just like that? By luck, it will grow until the bear I was waiting for appears, and it will be blown away."

Osamu Dazai still rested his chin on her shoulder, tilted his head, revealing a pair of bright black eyes. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly laughed, "Really, why are you comparing me to a bear?"

"Aren't I a thin, slender boy?"

He puffed up his mouth angrily, and when he tightened his arms around Tsushima Hiiragi, Tsushima Hiiragi felt helpless, "That's it, isn't being so clingy like a bear rubbing against a tree?"

"I hate it, Miss Tsushima is still a writer." He pushed Tsushima Hiiragi forward, "Is this the talent of a famous writer? Your readers know that you compare such a handsome man like me to a bear, I'm probably going to cry."

"I don't think it's bad at all."

"Hey~ I don't want to be a bear! If I had to say it, I'd rather be a kangaroo, so that I can always be with Miss Tsushima."

Tsushima Hiiragi staggered up the stairs, turning his head, "Do you want to be a kangaroo? Then don't you want me to put you in your pocket?"

"Yeah, put me in your pocket."

Osamu Dazai laughed a few times and replied.

The author has something to say: Originally, this chapter was called——The bear rubs against the tree...

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