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what will you doOsamu Dazai looked at the slightly startled girl in front of him.

After leaving Yokohama for several years, she still hasn't changed at all, her eyes are bright, her lips are pouty, as if she is smiling all the time.

Yukimi Mie has always been very happy, and Osamu Dazai once felt that this happiness was extremely annoying.

It's so annoying, always laughing without knowing what to say, seeing the great sadness and despair rampant in the world as nothing, and only blindly chasing the unintelligible happiness.

And him are parallel lines where two worlds never intersect.

The gray-blue sky was shrouded in dark clouds, without sunshine, and the flowing river was like a long dark green cloth, wrapping dead branches, leaves and people lying on their backs in the water.

Not refreshing, not clear, still a day of suicide.

"Here." Osamu Dazai, who was drifting with the water with his eyes closed, heard a girl's unique, sweet voice like a bubble drink.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, and fell into a pair of pupils of different colors.

It is rare for Xuejian Weizhi not to cover his eyes with gauze, the reason is precisely the colleague from the detective agency in front of him who is drifting with the crowd and can't catch the trace.

Osamu Dazai's drifting trajectory is so random that Ranpo Edogawa is silent in this puzzle, and the one who is finally selected to find someone can only be Zhizhi with a particularly good eye.

"Catched, the one who escaped from class." Xuejian Weizhi took out a small notebook and wrote it down, and said in the tone of the teaching director who hated iron and steel, "This is not allowed, Dazai-kun, Oda Saku-kun is obviously working hard Work, as a member who joined the company at the same time as your friend, don't you have any sense of urgency for promotion and salary increase?"

Osamu Dazai spun around in the water, buried his head in the water and pretended to be dead, with a refusal face of a poor student who didn't want to talk or make progress.

At this time, Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke had just joined the Armed Detective Agency not long ago, and they were not very familiar with everyone.

Osamu Dazai remembers Yukimi Mie. Thanks to her, the MIMIC incident ended before it even started. Ogai Mori’s bewildered expression at that time made Osamu Dazai laugh for a year. After making an emoticon package and posting it to the internal forum of Mafia in the port, he can still laugh again. Laugh for one more year.

Xuejian Weizhi earnestly persuaded the unmotivated colleagues: "Although our detective agency does not have a clear division of superiors and subordinates, the dream of getting promoted and raising salary to win and marry Bai Fumei is still possible. Think about your single digit With savings and pockets cleaner than your face, do you have the motivation to work?"

"Promotion and salary increase...?" Dazai Osamu was half submerged in the icy river water, his windbreaker clinging to his waistline, his forehead hair was wet and stuck to his skin, making him look extremely pale and sick.

He bent his lips very shallowly, showing a good-looking but inexplicably chilling smile: "If it's for salary, wouldn't it be better to stay at the port of Mafia?"

"The five major cadres." He said flatly, "It didn't take me a few years to get the position of the highest power under the leader."

"So, is it actually the management?" Xuejian Weizhi was in awe, "The recruitment of Mafia at the port is really unique, and it doesn't depend on academic qualifications at all."

It seems that I have caught evidence of Mori Ogai's abuse of child labor and recorded it in a small notebook, which may be useful in the future.

Every black history of the enemy is an important bargaining chip for future settlements, so don't be careless!

"Is Mafia's treatment good at the port?" Xue Jian Weizhi became curious, she didn't drag Dazai Zhi back to work, and squatted by the river to talk to him, "Do you have five social insurances, one housing fund, and full-time annual leave? Do you provide dormitories? "

"I don't know about the insurance. Even if there is a beneficiary, it is probably Mr. Mori himself." Dazai Osamu thought seriously, "I have never won a perfect attendance award. Is it a dormitory... I have lived in a container for a long time."

A container, a container in an abandoned site in Yokohama that doesn't even have an air conditioner.

Zhizhi looked at Osamu Dazai with sympathy: "It's miserable, it's so miserable, no wonder you want to change jobs, how can you live without changing jobs?"

The management can only be reduced to the miserable situation of sleeping in abandoned containers, how should the bottom employees live?This horrible, man-eating Mori Society!

Oda Sakunosuke's family still has five mouths waiting to be fed. If they don't quit their jobs, the whole family will be forced to perform in the streets to earn living expenses. The pseudonym "Oda Circus" swept the Yokohama entertainment market...

Alas!I can't think about it anymore, it's scary, it's really scary, Mori Ogai is simply not human!

"It must have been forced by life that Dazai-kun had to be laid off and re-employed." Yukimi Mie crossed out Dazai's absence record with the tip of a pen, and said lovingly, "It's too miserable, I can't let you make it worse. With justice I swear to the reputation of the messenger, today’s flight escape is known to everyone, and will never be recorded! The perfect attendance award that cannot be obtained at the port Mafia will be given to you by our detective agency!"

Plan pass√

Osamu Dazai adjusted his posture to hide his expression that he was in control of everything. Having kept the perfect attendance award, he was fearless and wanted to go down the river to continue his rafting plan.

He floats—not floats.

Hooking the corner of Osamu Dazai's clothes with his little finger, it took less than one-tenth of his strength to make Osamu Dazai unable to move even an inch, Mie Yukini slowly shook his head facing the condemning eyes of the black-haired young man: "No, you can't go, You have to go back to work overtime."

Will Osamu Dazai go back?

Of course he won't go back!The master fisherman has never been wronged like this!

"Do you know?" Osamu Dazai said sincerely and threateningly, "The person who wanted me to work overtime last time has already been dragged to the cement factory to fill Tokyo Bay."

"If you don't work overtime, I can also drag you to fill Tokyo Bay." Yukimi Mie also said sincerely, "Did you see my fist the size of a sandbag? You can talk after you think about it."

Osamu Dazai compared the fighting power of the two parties, and was unwilling to find that he should be the one who was hammered into the ground.

What's the matter, isn't there a soft, cute and gentle lady in Yokohama?Either the eldest sister in the interrogation room or the chainsaw killer doctor, the cutest-looking one hurts the most.

"Suddenly felt that Mafia, the port, also has merits." Osamu Dazai looked up at the sky, trying to sink himself into the water, "At least I wasn't the one who filled the river."

"In that case, why do you want to change jobs?" Yukimi Mie tilted her head, her clean eyes reflected the drenched Osamu Dazai in the river, "You seem to be very suitable for that job."

The smell of blood, the indelible smell of blood.Fear, awe, fear... Even if you leave the port of Mafia as a traitor, no one dares to regard Osamu Dazai's head as his own meritorious service.

What a funny and frightening fact, the leading organization that regards face as an unshakable dignity can only keep silent about the existence of defectors—even if they live in the same city, meet at the same intersection, and meet the first Mafia member at the port of Osamu Dazai The first reaction is impossible to draw a gun and shoot.

They would only step aside silently and respectfully, lower their heads and stare at the man's toes, their throats seemed to be blocked by a hard lump, and they faltered and shouted: "...Mr. Dazai."

It's hard to imagine how many bloody incidents and how many people's nightmares have been caused by this young man soaked in the water with a serious face, like a little boy who only wants to please girls.

So much so that after his defection that caused an uproar, he could still live in Yokohama openly and generously, ignoring 130 murders, 310 intimidation, fraud and other 620 crimes as nothing.

Osamu Dazai was born with black blood, the more people immersed in darkness, the more shocked by this amazing talent.

Yukimi Mie heard from Fukuzawa Yukichi's obscure statement that Mori Ogai introduced MIMIC to Yokohama in addition to seeking a license to open with special abilities, and also had the intention of getting rid of Osamu Dazai.

Difficult to control, intimidating, and sleepless.

"I used to think that Mafia, the port, would have the answer I wanted to find." Osamu Dazai stirred up a ray of water, and the cold water splashed the bandage wrapped around his tiger's mouth, "Maybe working close to death can inspire me...to live The meaning of death, the meaning of death, I can't find an explanation."

"I didn't find it in the port of Mafia either. The bloody work day after day only brings fatigue. I can't touch the death that is so close to me."

"Working at the port Mafia is actually no different to me than working in a detective agency." Dazai Osamu thought for a while and said, "My friend Oda Saku said that since this is the case, it is better to be the one who saves people. It just so happens that Mr. Mori is not a human being, so I will I simply defected and left to find a job, and finally came to the detective agency."

Mori Ogai thinks too much, the position of the leader is not attractive to Osamu Dazai, his gaze never stays on worldly illusions, and no one can answer the questions that trouble Osamu Dazai.

"Do you think," Osamu Dazai looked up at the girl who was squatting by the river and listening quietly, "does it make sense for people to live?"

"Whether there is or not, what does it matter?" Xuejian Weizhi asked back, "Do I have to need some meaning to live?"

"Your question is very strange," she said. "Do babies know why they are alive? No, they just live. They live by instinct. People are destined to die one day, and they live until then, no. It needs meaning and needs no reason.”

"What if it's painful to live?" Osamu Dazai asked softly, "Would it be better to die?"

"Are you in pain?" Zhi Zhi said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't really understand other people's pain, probably because I don't often have similar emotions."

Dazai was speechless for a moment.

If the listener wants to go further with the confidant, empathy is a very useful means.People will always have a higher opinion of people who have the same experience and similar thoughts as themselves. This experience does not need to be true, and casual comfort is more of a lie.

Osamu Dazai is good at lying, if he is trying to have a deeper chat with people and invade others' hearts, he will never tell the truth like Zhizhi.

But it was this truth that made Osamu Dazai suddenly feel that he could talk to her a little more.

Don't be self-righteous in pity, it is absolutely impossible to fully understand between people.

"What you get is destined to be lost. Eternity is the biggest lie in the world." Osamu Dazai said slowly, "Parents will accompany you until you are five or sixty years old at most, and unstoppable death will take them away; Talking about one thing has nothing to do with you; the pet that is still in your arms today will be killed by the neighbor and thrown into the trash can tomorrow; the lovers who once promised to be together forever will be bored with each other within a year. Have a look……"

"People keep losing while living, and finally die with nothing and nothing. Just as the day when we came to the world, it was dark, and the day when we left was still dark."

"Isn't that hopeless enough?"

Xue Jian Weizhi listened quietly, her pupils were clearer than the flowing river, and the green grass swept over the girl's snow-white long skirt, like a static painting made with the love of the painter.

"Dazai-kun is like a rabbit." She sighed.

Osamu Dazai: "What?"

He frowned incomprehensibly.

The drenched young man wandering in the water was decadent and gloomy, the black mud was so full that it was about to submerge the Tsurumi River, but he was blocked by Zhi Zhi's unreasonable words, his eyes showed a bit of surprise.

Weirdly cute.

"Rabbit, little rabbit." Xuejian Weizhi put two fingers up on top of his head, "white and white, a little rabbit with two ears up."

"The rabbit will die because of loneliness, is it the same for you?" She laughed, turning a blind eye to Dazai Osamu's horrible expression as if he was offended.

"Alone." Yukimi Mie repeated Dazai Osamu's words, "I have always been alone, so is it scary, desperate, and painful?"

"Human beings live in groups. Living together for warmth and cooperation is an instinctive desire." She said, "Of course it's scary to be alone all the time. It's also very lonely and unsocial. Everyone needs friends. The biggest villain There are like-minded friends.”

"It's very pitiful not to be with anyone, and it's painful to leave the person who was with me. Looking and looking in the endless darkness, I can only see myself who is still lonely in the end."

Yukimi Mie looked at Osamu Dazai: "You have a mind and vision far superior to anyone else's, so you see the predestined reality, and you understand the hopeless situation where there is no solution to this problem—so, for you, life is meaningless , it exists only in pain."

"Is that right?"

Completely correct.

Osamu Dazai must be surprised, because she was able to say the truest thoughts in his heart verbatim.

How did that happen?Xuejian Weizhi and him are clearly two completely different types of people.

She was so happy, so happy, she seemed to be living in great happiness every day, and she never showed the color of pain and despair.

A person who can deeply understand the essence of life and the fate of loneliness, why is she so happy?

Shouldn't she be desperate with him?

"Probably because I never think that there is anything wrong with being alone." Xue Jian Weizhi said solemnly, "The strong are lonely, standing alone in the cold wind and defiant, and they understand that they are going to save the world I have already realized something on this road! Come on, let the cold icy rain come more violently!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He felt a little speechless, not for Zhizhi, but for himself who would actually discuss philosophical issues with the second disease.

"Okay, okay." Osamu Dazai said helplessly, "Zhizhi's mentality is very good, keep it up, and you will always be happy if you can keep it like this for the rest of your life."

He was even a little bit jealous. Secondary school patients are much happier, and their smiling faces every day are really an eyesore.

The drenched young man stood up from the water, wringing out the dripping corner of his clothes as he walked ashore.The previous gloominess withdrew his body without leaving a trace, and then raised his head again, and it was Zaizhi Xiaotu, a master fisherman from the Armed Detective Agency.

Xuejian Weizhi rummaged in his pocket, and handed over a handkerchief.

"Thank you." Osamu Dazai said in a cute wink, coquettishly, "Zhizhi is the most caring, how can I live without Zhizhi."

His words are ambiguous but not emotional. This kind of tone can fascinate any woman in any bar and coffee shop in Yokohama to the wall for him, but Yukimi Mie, who has the eyes of insight, will not be caught blinded.

The emotion of Osamu Dazai in the bright red pupils was very cold from the beginning to the end, and he was casually ambiguous without any distraction, no different from dismissing a passerby.

Zhizhi didn't mind, she replied seriously: "No one can't live without anyone."

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and wiped his hair with a handkerchief, and the water droplets flew everywhere. He said perfunctorily, "If the person who died was your best friend, closest family member, or favorite lover, you probably wouldn't think so."

"You like to use the word 'most'." Yukimi Mie said with a smile, "Today I ate delicious crab meat rice, and I declared it my favorite food. Tomorrow I ate even better curry rice, My favorite becomes curry."

"The likes of human beings are fickle. A close friend in childhood may be so unfamiliar that he hesitates to say hello when he grows up. But ask your young self, would you think of falling apart with that person and never seeing each other again? "

Xuejian Weizhi put his hands behind his back, his eyes followed a bird passing by in the sky: "Everyone is a passer-by in my life, they took the train with me for a while, and left at their respective stops."

"There is nothing to be sad about, because there will be new people on the bus at the next stop." Facing Osamu Dazai's eyes with unclear emotions, the girl smiled brightly and indifferently, "As long as I am willing to accept him, the newcomers may be better than the old ones." People can chat better."

"After a short period of loneliness." She compared the narrow gap with her fingertips, "The happiness of being accompanied still belongs to me."

"The journey of life is composed of countless stations. Even if I am the only one who completes the journey, the lively happiness is always more than the lonely silence." Xuejian Weizhi shrugged, "What's more, I don't think that loneliness is related to sadness. Make an equal sign."

"You only cling to those who have already left, and you don't want to accept new people who are on the same journey as you. You deserve the pain." She said coldly, "Would it be better to die if you feel pain? No. No, if you really think so, there is no way I can meet the living Dazai-kun."

"Since you are still alive, no matter whether you are going to die in the next second, no matter how desperate you are when you can't find a reason to live-what is the difference between a happy day and a painful day?"

"Since there is no difference, why not choose the better one?"

Xue Jian Weizhi shrugged incomprehensibly: "I still can't understand your pain. Only people can make people sad. It's not difficult to feel happy, as long as you want to feel it."

As if talking too much, Zhizhi subconsciously took out her phone.

Sure enough, Kunikida Doppo's angry calls almost filled the screen, and the resentment was about to overflow.

"It's not good, it's not good." Zhizhi felt a little tricky. She thought of Kunikida Doppo's terrifying identity as a math tutor besides being a member of the detective agency, and thought of an excuse to find a math paper that Osamu Dazai didn't write. The future is bright. dark.

"Dazai-kun, your full attendance and my future will be buried in the Tsurumi River together." Zhizhi said sadly, "We have to go back, you are soaking wet, go back and change your clothes, I will stand for you for 2 minutes .”

In the last sentence, Zhizhi's righteousness is lingering, and it has a tragic and epic sense of sacrificing one's life for righteousness.

Osamu Dazai held his wet handkerchief and didn't answer for a moment.When Zhi Zhi looked over eagerly, he nodded slowly, showing no trace of his usual laziness and calmness.

"Dazai-kun, are you out of your head? Why do you feel that you are delayed! Are the parts rusted?" Zhi Zhi turned pale in shock, "I told you not to jump into the river casually! What can I do, stand you upside down Is it useful to pick it up and shake it?"

Can Dr. Yosano perform craniotomy?Zhizhi pondered.

"I don't want it." Osamu Dazai drew the tone, "I will die, Zhizhi is so violent."

His voice sounded the same as usual, and his movements of walking slowly by the river with his hands in his pockets were also not unusual.

Only in the vision of the pupil of insight, Yukimi Mie saw a little change in Osamu Dazai.

Like a light-colored water lily emerging from a lifeless pool, clusters of small white flowers bloom.What a small flower, compared with the bottomless pool, it is so small that people just want to ignore it.

But it really exists, fresh, immature, and timidly blooming.

It makes people feel soft.

"Speaking of it." Osamu Dazai poked his head, "I don't like the title 'Dazai-kun' very much."

He said dissatisfiedly: "It always reminds me of an annoying perverted child-female control."

Those who are familiar with Dazai will call him "Dazai" directly, and his subordinates and juniors will call him "Mr. Dazai", and there are not many people who call him "Dazai-kun".

Ango Sakaguchi is because he is used to using a more polite way, so Kee should not learn from him, let alone Mori Ogai.

"If you don't like 'Dazai-kun'..." Zhi Zhi touched her chin, a small light bulb popped out of her head, "How about 'Zhi-kun'? Isn't it very special and nice?"

Osamu Dazai was actually called by his name for the first time.

It's weird, really weird, it seems easy to say "Dazai Osamu" which is clearly connected together, but when the surname and first name are separated, everyone ignores the first name and only calls "Dazai Dazai".

Zhijun is indeed a special title.

Zhizhi quickly changed her words, she put the phone in front of Osamu Dazai and pulled him to move quickly: "Stop lingering on Zhikun! Do you know how terrifying Kunikida-kun is when he erupts? If you delay my math paper I'll leave it to you to handle it, don't regret it... Gan, I forgot that you dropped out of school and didn't study mathematics... In short, I can't be the only one who is punished, and I will be the one to die!"

"Kunikida-kun is just a little perfunctory, he's an honest person who is easy to lie... Who said I can't write your math papers, only a pig like Zhizhi can't write Olympiads——sigh, it hurts, Don't hit me, I was wrong."

The noisy sound flows down the river, the dark clouds disperse, and the golden sunlight sprinkles into the glass-colored water, outlining the magnificent scenery of the journey.

The straight-moving train was filled with the sound of regular rail collisions, and the people sitting on both sides of the windows ended their long staring at each other.

There is still a long time to go on the journey before the parting station arrives.

It's fate to meet each other, how about the Gwent card?