Your lunch is mine

In many cases, the logic of Sanyuankui is different from that of normal people.

Even as a mafia, Koye Ozaki thinks that she is not a very normal existence, but many times, she still can't figure out some of the other party's thoughts. Logic has a general understanding.

Most of the time, her behavior is very "normal", but once a problem arises, the thoughts buried deep in her heart, which are completely different from normal children, will be completely exposed under her straightforwardness.

The most important thing is that it is impossible for a child living in the "normal" world to have such an abnormality. Even if this sentence sounds wrong and makes sense, it is not easy for anyone to say out.

What can children do?

I was taught to recognize the world, to imitate the behavior of adults, and finally... to experience everything around me.

These are not the thoughts that can be cultivated by mere materials.

It really is fake.

"sunflower."

Koyo Ozaki restrained her thoughts and asked.

"Who taught you this sentence."

"Nobody taught it."

Sanyuankui shook her head, as if she was just stating what she ate this morning.

"It's my own, idea."

Because I have seen many such things when I was in the research institute. In order to make life better, some people under the experiment forced their fear to show favor to others, and told lies that she could also detect. She has seen this kind of thing a lot.

Obedient people always get some preferential treatment.

Growing up in an underground research institute, she has a very high acceptance of "abnormal" things, even things that belong to...the dark side.

Before meeting Anna, Aoi didn't even know that compared to the outside world, the institute is so dark, and there are countless cruelties that cannot be tolerated in the world.

But after being brought out by Zun and living with everyone in Barbara, Anna didn't need to hide anything, and everyone in Barbara didn't lie.So at that time, she felt that if she had a good life, she probably didn't need to lie.

"Own thoughts?"

Koye Ozaki frowned slightly, she seemed to think of something, and it seemed that it was just a simple question, her expression softened again.

"So, Aoi, have you ever lied?"

"Ah."

Sanyuankui confessed to her mistakes that she couldn't say whether she was wrong or right.

"I've said it several times before."

Even if it was the most recent, it should be...that sentence that I accidentally said when I was parting from Qi Haihai, right?

Now that I think about it, it seems like a long time ago.

"Good boy."

A soft voice fell, and at the same time, a hand fell on the top of the head.Sanyuan Aoi no longer pondered, her eyes followed the hand and fell back on Ozaki Koyo.

"If Jinghua had...wouldn't have to suffer that much, fortunately..."

The woman in a kimono sighed as if remembering something, but swallowed some words, which sounded a little out of order.Fortunately, Sanyuankui didn't care about these things, she just raised her eyes and listened to what the other party said next.

"There is no premise. You have to know that in this world, lies are always endless. Sometimes, even a short promise may become a lie in the future."

As Ozaki Koye said, the hand on top of Sangenkui's head slowly slid down, and finally rested on the other's smooth cheek, gently stroking the hair on her cheek with affection.

Young children, whether it is Aoi or Jinghua, have not had time to experience more, so they cannot understand exactly what kind of choice is best for their present and future.

That's why she needs the teaching of her elders all the more.

"Aoi, don't give sympathy or anything to anyone who lied to you."

When she said this, every word and every word contained what she had experienced, the stumble she had fallen in the past.

"Even if it's the so-called, 'white lie'."

……

Migen Aoi walked away from Ozaki Koyo in a daze, and until a while passed, her head was still filled with all kinds of teachings that Ozaki Koyo tried to stuff into her head.

Speaking of...

Sanyuankui thought about it, looked at the scenery of Yokohama outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the other side of the corridor, and suddenly realized something.

Hongye-sister, she... seems to have been talking about other things since then, talking a lot, so that she didn't answer her question at the beginning, how do you think of Dazai!

what happened?Could it be that the hour she stayed there was just eating?

Just as she lowered her head in thought, a voice suddenly sounded in front of her.

"sunflower."

There was a short sound, which sounded cold and indifferent, as if there was no emotion in it, and the voice that belonged to a teenager sounded immediately afterwards.

"Miss Aoi..."

Atsushi Nakajima, who still couldn't break through the psychological shadow in his heart, was quite polite to Aoi Sanyuan.Sanyuankui looked up, and the two of them happened to walk not far in front of her.

"Mirror flower, Dun."

Sanyuankui looked at the sky outside and greeted her accurately.

"good afternoon."

After Izumi Jinghua replied with the same expressionless face that was almost exactly the same as Sanyuankui, the air suddenly fell silent. The two girls who communicated through the radio waves pulled their collars in a sensible manner and shut their mouths.

After a while of silent staring, Sanyuankui broke the silence and spoke first.

"I have something to ask you."

Sanyuankui asked her biggest question today quite straightforwardly.

"How do you feel about Dazai?"

Quan Jinghua's answer was quite straightforward.

"Boss, boss."

On the contrary, beside her, Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously froze his body and shrunken pupils.

"T-Mr. Dazai?!"

With many rumors, the white god of death who is feared by the enemy is as shocked at this moment as a primary school student who is suddenly called by the teacher to answer the question.

Even though his figure remained upright, he still subconsciously glanced around. Whether it was the guard at the end of the corridor or the camera above his head, he subconsciously felt a little nervous.

Isn't it a bit wrong to talk about the leader publicly, or to discuss it openly in a place like the Hong Kong and Black Building?

That's Mr. Dazai!No, even if it's not Dazai-san, no matter how you think about it, you can't just ask casually like that!

That's not right, since I came out in public, could it be Mr. Dazai's instigation?But what does this mean? □□Internal survey of employees?Mr. Dazai finally realized that his recent style comments are not quite right?

There seemed to be countless question marks in his heart. There was a little tiger jumping vigorously. Atsushi Nakajima swallowed his saliva unobtrusively, subconsciously, and answered in a voice a little lower than usual.

"Mr. Dazai's wisdom is unfathomable, and he is also very respectable. It cannot be evaluated at will, so..."

He took a deep breath and said the last sentence forcefully.

"I'm the same as Jinghua!"

In short, the same as Jinghua's answer, you can't be wrong!

"Oh."

Sanyuan Aoi nodded, and replied in a very flat voice under Atsushi Nakajima's eyes full of secret observations.

"I see, thanks."

After getting the answer, she bid farewell to the two without delay, and headed towards the chief's office.

Same as when he left, Osamu Dazai was still working diligently on the documents, the only difference was probably the thickness of those documents.

Sanyuankui didn't disturb the other party, but just moved the chair and sat on the left side of the other party's table, like a cat that rarely calmed down and leaned against its owner.

It's just... that line of sight is too much attention.

If you ignore it, you can probably have a quiet time without being disturbed for a while, because the child is quiet and well-behaved, and quite polite.

But there is a premise.

——If you can bear the eyes that seem to follow you like a shadow.

It seems to have a temperature, and it will become more and more warm as time goes by, and it will even lower the temperature in the room a little bit.

But Osamu Dazai knew that all of this was just imagining, his eyes would not have warmth, and Aoi's eyes were calm from beginning to end, just watching quietly, without taking away the slightest other meaning.

But what to say?

The nib of the pen paused slightly in the document, and then reconnected before attracting attention, so perfect that no flaws could be seen.

So far, all the eyes he has felt, are not as pure as the other party.Osamu Dazai feels that he can handle it freely, whether it is "good" or "malicious".

But what if it's just a simple gaze without any purpose?

The document in his hand was put aside, he picked up a new one, looked down at the arms deal displayed on it, and sighed spontaneously.

There are about 100 machine guns pointed at yourself, and there is a bomb that is about to explode in the house. Is it much better than now?

But even though he was suffering, Osamu Dazai didn't want to end it prematurely and face the owner of this gaze.

Suffering probation and immediate execution, he probably...better at the former.

But obviously he should be better at the latter.

In the quiet office without natural light, the black walls and ceiling make everyone who enters the room unconsciously feel oppressed, even if there are candles tirelessly trying to illuminate every corner, but no matter what , is not as good as the sun.

After a few years of precipitation, it is enough to generate the dead silence that can be seen everywhere.

Maybe this is called an office, and it has long been connected with death, whether it is someone else's, or...

At some point, a corner of the desk was occupied.

First the hands, then the arms, the blue cloth expands openly in this spare corner with the movement, and finally, the bright blond hair.

The owner of that gaze completely changed the angle, staring at Osamu Dazai who seemed unshakable, after an unbearable amount of time, he finally couldn't hold on and was slowly hidden.

Breathing also becomes longer.

Osamu Dazai's gaze that had been lingering on the document finally shifted slowly to the person beside him at this moment.

Quiet, well-behaved, motionless, and at the same time weak, and... "strong".

No, it's obviously just attachment.

The fingertips appeared on the other person's cheek when he didn't expect it, with a warmth different from his own, from this small touch, across the palm, all the way up.

Wanting to leave, but also wanting to use force, looking at the slight depression poked out by the fingertips, pinching the cheek, and leaving the other party as if nothing happened the moment the other party is about to wake up, leaving the other party's blank eyes open and falling into confusion.

What is it like?

Thinking about it, Osamu Dazai forced himself to retract his hand, straightened his gaze, and let it return to the document.

But something is different.

He thought, suddenly evoked a smile.

Probably... the feeling of having a cat lying next to her, and being reluctant to get up and disturb her when she wanted to leave?

Really... a failure.

Do you even feel this way yourself?