Miss Tsushima

Osamu Dazai carried the cake and walked briskly? On the way home.

The weather in early summer is warm but not too hot, especially on this day when the wind is still blowing, blowing away his messy hair?, Osamu Dazai brushes away the forehead hair that hangs over his eyes?.

There was a clear lush greenery in his line of sight, and he was not used to putting his right hand gently on his eyes, and then slowly moved it down.

The sky is clear blue water, the crowd is bustling, the crowd keeps walking past him, the horn of the car is sounding, the children in the kindergarten are wearing yellow hats, walking with their hands high, crossing the street, secretly cutting their skirts short The female high school student ran away with a parasol, laughing and playing, and the beautiful rib of the umbrella hit his shoulder.

Osamu Dazai stood silently in front of the traffic light, not paying attention to those people who quietly cast their eyes on him. The red light flickered and then turned into a green light. Osamu Dazai raised his head slightly, covering his eyes with his palms. Out of his line of sight, but did not touch? Cheek, stay two centimeters on the skin.

The distance of two centimeters, without touching, cuts off half of the sky, half of which is a sunny blue sky, floating with cotton candy-like clouds, flying over fluttering birds, and the other half is blurry darkness.

The darkness that was not completely covered, because of the too close distance, the vision became blurred, and the snow-white bandages wrapped around the hands appeared chaotically doubled in the vision, circle after circle, turning into groggy darkness.

Osamu Dazai maintained this posture, and slowly parted his fingers. Fragments of sunlight immediately penetrated into his fingers, sprinkled from between the fingers, and fell into his iris-colored eyes. Looking directly at the sun through the gap, the sunlight lit up his pupils, and the kite color was mixed with gold, gradually dyed into a clear color like honey.

Like little golden goldfish swimming through the eyes, leaving tiny ripples.

It's sunshine.

Still not quite used to it, Osamu Dazai slowly lowered his hand and put it in his pocket. The long beige trench coat he took off was sandwiched between his arms, and he was holding the cake in his hand. He gradually smiled, but he was still not used to it. ah.

Whether it is the crowd, the sunshine, or the loneliness, I am still not used to it.

The red light is counting down again, three two one, jumping and changing into? The warm temperature seems to be transmitted to him through the soles of the shoes. This world is really beautiful.Osamu Dazai looked at the green light, paused, followed the bustling crowd and walked across the street.

The further you walk, the quieter it becomes. A row of electric poles stands silently on the side of the road, and many sparrows are sitting on the long black wires stretched out from above. He kept counting the number of sparrows, and when he reached more than 500, he stopped.

There are countless sparrows, he just doesn't want to walk alone on the road.

The destination is here.

It's where he lives temporarily.

It is a wooden building that has been around for some years. What he likes most is that the room is not big. The bedroom is separated from other rooms by a sliding door. The door of the apartment is an iron railing, which has rusted , he pushed away the railings that were ineffective, and walked into the apartment.

Since then, he left Tsushima Hiiragi's house and never went back to see it again.

He climbed some stairs and came to the door of the room he lived in. The dark blue anti-theft door, Dazai Osamu did not even put down the cake box, took out a wire from his pocket, twisted it casually, and clicked twice opened the door.

"Ah, it's on, it's on." Dazai Osamu said to himself, and put the wire back into his pocket.

He casually took off his leather shoes at the entrance and closed the door.

"I am back."

There was darkness in his sight. He pressed the switch and walked into the room. The electric light was dimly lit above his head. The old-fashioned room was covered with tatami mats the color of rattan mats. There was a low round table in the center. Osamu Dazai put the cake box on On the table, sat at the low table.

It is said to be a house, but it is actually just a temporary foothold. It is really shabby. After entering from the entrance, it is a bedroom, with a round table in the middle and bedding on the side. Nothing? The extra room, the kitchen and the toilet are further inside location, but it’s okay? It doesn’t matter, no one will come anyway.

The varnished table maintains the true color of brown wood, and the circles of tree patterns may be because there is a delicate-looking person like Dazai Osamu sitting next to it, which makes the simplicity look simple.

There are many books randomly piled on the table?

He tucked his long legs under the table. Osamu Dazai didn't like to open the curtains, so the water-colored curtains were tightly closed, and there was no light in the room except the light. He opened the book and slowly opened the cake. Ribbon on the box.

"Meow~"

The curtain at the back suddenly moved, and a streak of orange light shot out quickly, throwing itself onto Osamu Dazai's back.

"Ah, it's so heavy." Osamu Dazai was pushed forward by the sudden blow, and laughed.

Thinking of him like a cat climbing frame, she is the elderly Ms. Michiko. Even though she is getting older, she is still as pampered as ever. Step on it.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand, hugged Miss Michiko from his shoulders, and deftly sucked his finger out of the grinning cat's mouth.

Michiko is probably getting older, and she is no longer so fierce in person. She just grabbed his finger fiercely and didn't bite it down. Osamu Dazai stroked the small tooth marks left on the bandage, gently He patted Miss Michiko's head.

He skillfully stroked his chin and rubbed his stomach, and Michiko quickly closed her eyes. The cat fell asleep on his lap, breathing slightly, and its whiskers moved.

When his cat-handling technique was inherited from Tsushima Hiiragi, Osamu Dazai, who was hated by people and hates dogs, actually had a cat willing to sleep on his lap. Did this stupid cat not realize that he had changed his master?

He once heard a word, "abandoned cat effect".

A cat that has been abandoned once will be very obedient if it is picked up again.

It was thrown out of the delicate and comfortable nest, even though it kept meowing and begging, and grabbed the corner of the owner's clothes tightly with its claws, it was still picked up by the owner by the back of the neck, and with the sound of closing the door , was cruelly thrown outside the door.

Living on the streets, and never having a place to return to.

If such a cat is picked up by the owner again, it will be cautious.

For fear of being abandoned again.

But on Michiko's body, I can't see any signs of being cautious. She is still arrogant and aggressive.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head, looked at the sleeping cat on his body, and couldn't help pulling its beard, "Miss Michiko, you have been abandoned, do you know that? Your master doesn't want you anymore, do you know that? "

"You were abandoned, don't you know?"

The tireless cat who had been harassed by him narrowed his eyes, whimpered and grabbed his finger.

He pulled out his finger, and then scratched the cat's stomach, harassing it so much that it couldn't fall asleep, jumped up angrily and punched him with a meowing punch, and Osamu Dazai burst out laughing.

"Sure enough, what an idiot."

After reviving Michiko's tossing, Osamu Dazai hummed a little tune and moved the cake sprinkled with thick frosting to the middle of the table.

The snow-white frosting is sprinkled on the soft cloud-like cream, dotted with crystal strawberries, and the cross-section of the cake is cut to reveal the soft and light yellow cake embryo.

Osamu Dazai inserted the candles one by one.

Familiar memories resurfaced involuntarily, and he seemed to smell the familiar ink and the aroma of peach blossom branches again. He subconsciously turned his head and looked around the room.

Empty, what? Nothing, he retracted his gaze as if he didn't care at all, and quietly stared at the cake in front of him.

Fourteen years old, 15 years old, 16 years old,.

Maybe it's just a small episode for a person with a long life, but for him.

Does he have a tomorrow?

"Happy 20th birthday." He heard? His own voice, speaking softly, seemed to overlap with a gentle female voice.

"Anyway, what Ms. Tsushima said." Osamu Dazai said to himself, inserting candles on the cake in a disorderly manner, "How many candles are not enough?"

A thin red and green candle was inserted on the cake. Osamu Dazai watched silently, dipped a little bit, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's so sweet...I used to?...Why? I would like to eat this kind of thing."

He muttered to himself.

When she was distracted, Michiko rushed onto the table, and the cat touched the burning candle, and immediately frightened her into a frenzy. In a panic, she stomped on the table, smashing the cake into pieces.

The crystal clear strawberries wrapped in icing gurgled down from the table and rolled down to Osamu Dazai's feet.

Osamu Dazai carried Michiko off the table. She was quite frightened. Her already big eyes were wide open, and her body covered in cream trembled slightly. Dazai sighed and kept on stroking its back.

"Forget it, you shouldn't have bought it."

He picked up the cake box, swept the cake into the box, picked up the strawberries on the ground, and threw them into the trash can without hesitation.

Osamu Dazai picked up Michiko and walked into the bathroom. The bandages wrapped around his fingers were also stained with cream. He untied the bandages as he walked.After a while, there was the sound of running water from the bathroom.

The water was lukewarm, and he put Michiko in the bathtub.Michiko immediately struggled violently, and the hot water wet its fur.It was sticking to its body wetly, showing its originally thin and small body, which looked pitiful.

"Michiko is a stupid cat with a bad temper." He poked the cat on the forehead.

"He willful, but also likes to be pampered and coquettish."

"Difficult to serve and picky."

He kept complaining, playing tricks on Michiko.

It took a while to wash off the sticky cream on it.Osamu Dazai wrapped it in a large towel.How old is Michiko?Can not be affected by moisture.He wiped its fur lightly.

Wiping and rubbing, his movements stopped.Tiles reflecting blinding white light.Dimly hanging in the bathroom with light bulbs overhead.He fell silent suddenly.

He remained motionless for a long time.

Michiko looked at him, tilted her head, and carefully licked his face.

Osamu Dazai took the cat into his arms, put his face against its steamy fur, and closed his eyes.

The cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang, and Osamu Dazai wiped his hands and took out the cell phone.

The caller ID is Kunikida.

Osamu Dazai did not hesitate, he connected the phone, and a clear voice came from the opposite side, "Hey, Dazai, where are you?"

"I'm at home." Osamu Dazai picked up Michiko, walked out of the bathroom, and said in a loose voice, "I hate it, Kunikida-kun, if you care so much about my movements, I'll feel sick."

"..." The other side was silent for a while, and Dazai could feel Kunikida's desire to complain through the phone, but he didn't say anything, and ignored the sentence on his own.

"Anyway, Dazai, there is an urgent request right now, go out quickly."

The author has something to say: miscalculation, candy can only be released in the next chapter...

Woah, but don't worry, I don't want to abuse you, I will get it back from Ms. Tsushima for the entanglement now, how sad I am now, I will be more pampered in the future (love)

By the way, the background sound of today's code word is - カワキヲアメク (hoarse voice), sung by Minami.

，感谢在2020-10-1900:39:09~2020-10-2001:50:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 13 bottles in the world;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!