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As Osamu Dazai wanted to say, falling in love is a process of two-way choices. Once one party feels inappropriate, they can break up. It is a reasonable virtue for everyone to get together and stay apart.

Xuejian Weizhi understands this truth, but she can't do it.

unimaginable.If she accepts a person from the bottom of her heart, let him occupy her life and shake her emotions, and the other person also responds to her love, they will usher in the end of separation one day in the future.

Unacceptable, unacceptable.

How much effort does it take for her to be willing to open her heart to someone, give her all, let him have what he wants.

And the person who took these, actually wanted to leave easily?

Can't.

"I know that this kind of mentality is not right." Xuejian Weizhi said in a low voice, "It is different from the values ​​of normal people... Well, I am not a normal person at all."

"That's why I'm super cautious." Zhizhi gestured, "Those people who are attracted to me because of my appearance or character, do they really know the consequences of dating me?"

The love of young people is calm and hot, like wildfire blowing across the grassland.When a prairie starts a prairie fire, it is naturally magnificent, but the fire will always be extinguished, and what is left is the despair and silence that withers everywhere.

"The seven-year itch? Empathy? Stop joking, I won't be jealous." The black-haired girl said the most terrifying words in the calmest tone, "I'll just break his legs and lock him up. His The eyes can only see me, his breath can only belong to me, when all the senses are tied to one person, death is the only relief - even so, I will not let him go."

"Because, to become my lover, it was obviously what he himself promised." Xuejian Weizhi said quietly, "I have given many opportunities and tried hard to refuse them, so I don't feel guilty at all."

How can anyone regard love as a frivolous product?She knows the weight of "love" better than anyone.

is a curse.

It was the curse that killed their parents when they were young.

Xuejian Weizhi will not love tenderly, she will only curse.

It was the last instinct of her parents etched into her memory.

"Is Gojo Satoru really ready?" Xue Jian Miie couldn't help asking Osamu Dazai, "What should I do if he just makes a request with the idea of ​​breaking up if it's not suitable?"

She can't turn against Gojo Wutiao and kill the world by the way, can she?This is not possible, this is not what a justice envoy should do.

Dazai didn't reply for a while.

Because his mind is full of "die for love, die for love, die for love, and I die for love".

Grass, how could there be such a perfect love object?Dying together at the moment when love is the most suffocating is simply the most perfect death in his imagination.

"Zhijun." Zhizhi said cautiously, "Your eyes are so frightening, I'm a little scared."

Zhizhi, who is not afraid of anything, occasionally has times when he can't resist, such as Osamu Dazai who insists on stuffing his head into the fish tank after eating poisonous mushrooms and dancing wildly against the glass tank full of detective agencies.

Very scary, very creepy, eyes like glowing cats in the middle of the night, completely weird.

"You really don't want to die for love with me, Zhizhi?" Osamu Dazai asked regretfully, "I'm very happy."

"No, I still want to borrow another 500 years from the sky." Seeing Wei Zhi, Xue Xue shook her head vigorously.

She was crazy, a little crazy, but she had no interest in suicide.Talking about love and talking about the ending of double death is the worst policy.Don't just treat the same death as Happy Ending, you knife eaters, don't you have a little sunshine in your heart?

Don't go bloody and violent, let us be prosperous, strong, democratic, civilized and harmonious, and create a better tomorrow together.

Osamu Dazai just asked casually, if he would agree, it would not be Zhizhi.

She can jump off hundreds of meters with him, or sink into the bottomless deep sea together, but she won't really die with him.

It's just that she is too fearful, so she indulges him endlessly.The real bottom line that must be guarded, Dazai Osamu cannot let Yukimi Mie cross because of him.

What a difficult girl, who lives so clearly and sees so clearly, but is still happy, casual and unrestrained.

Gojo Satoru is really a lucky guy.

As for Yukimi Mie's worries, Osamu Dazai felt that there was nothing to worry about.

It sounded like Gojo Satoru was some normal person, Osamu Dazai sneered.

In this group of conjurers, one counts as one, and everyone criticizes wildly.

He thinks Gojo Satoru and Zhizhi have the same idea in all likelihood, a type who seems to be very conniving with his lover on weekdays, but is actually very stingy, paranoid, possessive and scary.

Imagine that one day in the future, for some unspeakable reason, Yukimi Mie and Gojo Satoru feel that the other party has empathized with each other at the same time.

They were sad, they were angry, and they all came up with a script of forced-force-love.

The two prepared weapons to break their lover's legs, strong chains, and the basement of a small-black-house, and they cooked a dinner full of ingredients together with ghosts in their hearts. The same terrifying thoughts were tumbling, and the air was full of murderous intent.

Because they added ingredients to the food, no one was willing to move their chopsticks. They sang the persuasive words all night and no one had a drop of rice. The two of them were so exhausted that they fell on the sofa panting and doubted life.

"No, he/she must have found out, I will act first!" The two who were paralyzed on the sofa jumped up at the same time, and took out a series of crime tools from their backs.

At first glance, coincidentally, it seems to be the same batch of brother goods from the same weapon shop.

The two looked at each other suspiciously, and said in unison the lines of the imprisoned play script that they had drafted and revised for three days and memorized in full.

Xuejian Weizhi/Gotiao Wu: Gan, why are the lines collided, so that people can't be blackened?What's the matter with you, how can you steal my character?

This scene is funny when you think about it, Dazai Osamu can use this to blackmail Zhizhi for a year.

He asked Zhizhi maliciously: "What if it is? Wutiaowu just wants to play casually, what is Zhizhi going to do?"

Xuejian Weizhi almost blurted out "Call the police".

Damn, that's not right, why is she so calm when she wants to give herself a scum girl with big waves, chic, unrestrained and prostitute beauty, but she gets so angry when she hears Gojo Satoru's "scumbag" behavior?

Zhizhi: The double-standard dog is actually me?

Xuejian Weizhi suddenly felt wronged.

How could Wujo Satoru play casually?He is so cunning and knows how to play tricks. In the past few days, he has been playing around with Zhizhi, as if all the truths in the world are on his side, and he still has the right to ask Zhizhi to be responsible for him.

If he takes the responsibility of being a big-headed ghost, she will go whoring for nothing!

Osamu Dazai laughed dumbfounded when he saw the little girl unconsciously puffing up.

He was so sane just now that he was analyzing the pros and cons, but hadn't he already made a choice?

"Do as you wish." Dazai Osamu said softly, "We Zhizhi will definitely get what we want."

You will have total happiness and endless joy.

"How many days can I rest in Yokohama this time?" Osamu Dazai asked instead, and he generously taught himself the skills of a master fisherman. "It's not good to be overwhelmed by work every day. Proper fishing is good for physical and mental health."

Xue Jian Weizhi nodded with deep empathy: "That's right. And the old people at the top are getting more and more excessive. Do you really think that I will hit them wherever they point? If I use people as overtime machines, I will raise a knife in the middle of the night and bomb them all." Go out and work overtime, let them experience the blessings of 007 for themselves."

Xuejian Weizhi is not just talking, she has really done this.

It was amazing to work overtime for a while. Xuejian Weizhi bumped into Gojo Satoru several times. She could only spend more than ten minutes every day and then went on a business trip. Her own task list could make any high school student straight Huh, good guy, even more perverted than them.

Finally one day, when Gojo Satoru found that he didn't even have time to apply lip balm, and his thin lips were not as moist and attractive as before, Yukimi Mie couldn't bear it anymore, and carried Tsurumaru on a dark and windy night for a month. Guoyong broke into the lair of rotten oranges.

She was working overtime, Gojo Satoru was working overtime, but they were sleeping.

Xuejian Weizhi sneered, and burned off the few hairs of the old men with a fire, ruthlessly destroying their last dignity.

At three o'clock in the morning, she used the most violent and inhuman means to drive a group of bald old men out of their warm beds, and drove them to the streets of Tokyo and Kyoto like ducks.

"Serving the people doesn't matter day or night." The black-haired girl with frightening eyes who stayed up for several days asked with a smile while holding a Taidao tempered in the flames, "Spell all the curse spirits in the urban area, including the teeny heads, before dawn." Except, is it okay?"

She raised the knife: "No problem?"

Rotten oranges dare not speak.In their long-term cooperation, they have fully experienced Yukimi Mie's protection of shortcomings and unreasonableness. Unlike Wujo Satoru, who is scary but can't kill people, she is the type who doesn't look scary but 100% kills you without discussing it.

Feeling humiliation also smashed my teeth and swallowed it. The weak have no right to order and resist the strong-no matter what righteousness you think you have.

Even revenge after the fact is impossible.The super conjurers are all relatives and relatives, do you see Xue Jian Miie's troubles, will Gojo Gojo and Otoko Yuta applaud her or object?

"But Tokyo is really busy." Yukimi Mieda said to Dazai Osamu, "If you want to stay in Yokohama, I will ask Yuko to take some Yokohama extermination tasks for me."

It is impossible not to work overtime, Zhizhi misses everyone in the detective agency a little bit, and it is not bad to go on a long trip.

"If you stay in Yokohama for a while, you will meet interesting things." Osamu Dazai said suddenly.

There was something in his words, and Xue Jian Weizhi cast a puzzled look.

What happened recently?Zhi Zhi calculated in his mind: Is it someone who is looking for faults in Mafia at the port, or is the Guild who bought Atsushi Nakajima for 70 billion and is bored to spend money in Yokohama?

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai supported his head with one hand, "There is a very interesting guest who will come to Yokohama in the near future."

When the word "interesting" was mentioned, a cold smile appeared in his gloomy iris eyes.Tap the table with your fingers lightly, once and for all, in response to an unknown rhythm.

Someone played Bach's concerto in the void, and the man playing the cello in the room with stained glass windows played the bow alone.

The glass windows in the private rooms face the street, and the towering floors make the people on the ground as small as ants, and have a broad vision.

Across a transparent barrier, Osamu Dazai held Yokohama with his palms, and said softly:

"It's going to be foggy."