Started with a green hat for Verlaine

With the help of the Armed Detective Agency, Ryunosuke Akutagawa's manuscript was lost and recovered.

He couldn't help feeling extremely grateful for the local detective agency.

At the same time, his anger towards the person who stole the manuscript subsided, and the puppy was no longer angry when he saw that the manuscript was scribbled by someone, and thought indifferently: "I will repay the favor."

That person helped him.

Even if the way of helping is unacceptable.

In order to deliver the manuscript as soon as possible and have a good writing environment, Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Akutagawa Yin moved into the house purchased with the help of Stewed Pigeon Publishing House. It has smooth water and electricity, and complete furniture, which makes people feel like a second-hand house in Yokohama. It's such a sweet feeling.

The latest desktop computer was placed in the study, and he sat in front of the computer screen, typing on the keyboard with both hands clumsily, trying to enter the manuscript.

"I'm not going back to the slums, I'm going to live outside with Silver."

The novel was what redeemed him.

He found that writing was more relaxing for his body and mind than exchanging force for food.

Don't hurt anyone.

No need to maintain an unstable life.

It's just written words, once published, they can be loved by people they don't know. He longs to be powerful, and secretly expects the feelings of being needed by others, and those readers who have never met but support him greatly satisfy him. wishes.

——This is the way of living in the sun, the feeling of being loved.

Outside the study, the young and sensible Akutagawa Gin didn't disturb her elder brother. She looked at his hard work tenderly, clenched her fists, and vowed to do everything possible to maintain this kind of life.

She quietly closed the door, went to the living room, and opened the curtains that blocked the light.

With a "swish", the scenery outside the super high-rise apartment came into view, and her soul was inexplicably shocked and moved. Even a novice in the real estate industry knew that the location here was excellent.Standing in her new home, she can see the Ferris wheel in Yokohama in the distance. The slowly rotating Ferris wheel symbolizes the beauty of love. It is rumored that there will be a free ride on the Ferris wheel for couples every July.

A little further away is the Yokohama Harbor Bridge, which connects the Naka District and Tsurumi District of Yokohama City, which has a different meaning for the locals who have lived here for a long time.

Gin Akutagawa looked down, and the densely packed crowd was like small moving black dots.

Yokohama is more crowded and lively year by year, and the roads are planned to extend in all directions. Because it has been spending a lot of money to reclaim land, the land area is constantly increasing.This year, Yokohama's resident population has exceeded 300 million, and its tourism industry is thriving. It has been called a livable port city by the Japanese government.

She couldn't help being a little afraid of heights, but forcibly overcame the psychological barrier.

"This is the future home of my brother and I."

"How can I be afraid?"

Akutagawa Gin's eyes are firm, even his elder brother is not afraid, how can a younger sister be afraid.

Akutagawa Gin, who always looked up to Akutagawa Ryunosuke, patted his cheeks, picked up a book to read, and said in his mouth: "I want to learn from my brother, and we will write novels together in the future. If you don't have the ability to write, I'm going to learn how to be an editor..."

The phone ringing suddenly came from her body, and she didn't react at once. After a pause, she frantically looked for the phone and put it to her mouth to answer the call: "Hello... hello?"

The person on the phone was not the editor, but the hospital. The hospital informed Akutagawa Yin to remember to bring Akutagawa Ryunosuke for a follow-up visit, and told the patient’s family members——Akutagawa Ryunosuke often coughed and suffered from long-term lung disease, which was not treated when he was a child. Good to leave the root of the disease.

Akutagawa Gin's face paled in an instant, and he responded humbly.

Unlike Gin Akutagawa, who doesn't understand medical knowledge and is terrified when he hears about a disease, Akira Aso put down Ryunosuke Akutagawa's medical report, and Osamu Dazai folded Ryunosuke Akutagawa's medical report into a paper airplane with a bored face. Throw it accurately into the trash can.

"It's already [-], why are you afraid of tuberculosis?"

Tuberculosis used to be called tuberculosis.

Over the past 100 years, [-] million people have died of tuberculosis, and one-third of the world's people have been infected by tuberculosis. During the Taisho period in Japan, the talk changed, and many celebrities died because of this.

Ma Shengqiu did not condone his bad habits: "Azhi, this is someone else's medical record, and the tuberculosis has been delayed for a long time. If you don't go to recuperation and treatment, you will die."

Osamu Dazai ran to the single sofa, collapsed on the sofa, and hung salted fish by himself.

"The port mafia is nothing more than that! Where did Mr. Lan Tang go?"

"Lantang has his own job, not my bodyguard. If you go downstairs to the headquarters, you might be able to meet him. He used to be a member of the Black Lizard Troop."

"Oh——Black Lizard? The one under Mr. Guangjin?"

"Don't underestimate Mr. Hirotsu. He is an old man who watched me grow up. He is the image benchmark of the port mafia. Now it's his turn to watch you grow up."

Ma Shengqiu also thought that it would be suitable for him to take Zhongya to visit the port mafia. As a good parent with a bowl of water, he would not let Osamu Dazai show off his treatment every day at home.

Well, wait a few more days.

He retracted his gaze and dealt with the work. To be honest, the work was not too difficult. Mori Ogai shared the pressure, recruited talents by himself, and was responsible for providing general direction control.

Taking advantage of Lantang's absence, Ma Shengqiu also took out a piece of paper and began to draft.

Osamu Dazai limply got up and hugged the back of the chair.

"what are you writing?"

Knowing that Osamu Dazai is very curious, Aso Qiu also said generously: "After I take the position of the leader of the port mafia, I have to write a suicide note in advance."

On the contrary, Osamu Dazai said in disbelief, "It's a lie."

This guy is dying.

Ma Shengqiu also replied in a good-tempered manner: "You can just take it as my inspiration."

Osamu Dazai lay back, raised one arm and waved it.

"Write and read!"

"it is good."

Ma Shengqiu also read out the suicide note he left to the port mafia slowly, causing Osamu Dazai to show his dead eyes, and all he heard was the development plan for the next 20 years.

That's it?

Can your suicide note have a little emotion!

And pay with face, to prevent card theft and so on, he seriously doubts who Qiu is implicating?

"Bad review."

"Azhi, it's too much. I've worked hard on my writing."

"Be emotional! You are a well-known writer!"

"Tsk."

Aso also complied with Osamu Dazai's request, making up nonsense with his mouth, but writing calm and objective content in his pen, analyzing and predicting the development trajectories of the two worlds.

When Mori Owai came in, I heard Aso Qiuya read aloud affectionately: "I worked day and night, worked hard, and with white hair, took over the organization from the previous leader Inayama Kigo, and worked hard to create the glory of the port mafia. Downloaded these contents..."

Mori Ogai interrupted this "senior brother": "Wait a minute, when did your hair turn gray?"

Ma Shengqiu also looked at him together with the young man nestled in front of the French window a few meters away.

The expression is innocent and the eyes are wide open.

Aki Aso is obviously five years younger than Aki Mori, but in appearance, Ogai Mori already has bags under his eyes and wrinkles around his eyes, and his hairline is also receding. No one is surprised that he is ten years older than Aki Aso.

This is all the result of the black-hearted boss oppressing his subordinates and taking care of himself!

"One of the rules of the mafia is to obey the leader's order unconditionally and believe the leader's words."

"……"you are vicious.

Sen Ou pretended to be deaf and dumb, forgetting what the other party said.

"Boss, please sign. There are several contracts that you need to review carefully and give suggestions for revision." Mori Ogai handed the thick stack of documents to Akiya Aso with malice, and Akira Aso also threw the suicide note into the In the drawer, I had to cheer up and look at the files.

Aso Qiuya still felt in the drawer with his hand, and took out a sample bottle for Mori Ogai.

Mori Ogai stood in front of the desk and checked.

Immediately, he saw the term written on the bottle containing the liquid: [Hair Tonic].

Mori Ogai's aura was fierce for a moment, and a metallic murderous aura spewed out.

I work for you, and you despise me for being bald!

Are you still human? !

Osamu Dazai fell back with a tactic, "Wow, Secretary Mori is going to kill the leader, have you taken the position?" He was surprised to find that Aso Akiya, who was afraid of death a second ago, faced the angry Mori Ogai very calmly, and even flirted with him. The bangs that lifted his forehead seemed to regard the murderous look as a stereotyped cold wind.

To this kid who dared to talk nonsense, Mori Ogai said angrily: "Shut up! If I want to kill him, it's his turn to sit in this position!"

Aso finally said unwillingly, "Ogai, I'm your boss, please show some respect."

Mori Ogai said, "Shut up, too!"

Aso Qiu also bowed his head to work.

Osamu Dazai gave Aso Qiuya a disdainful look, and couldn't even control his own subordinates.

Having said that, Osamu Dazai has calmed down under the murderous intent of adults. Wouldn't Akio Aso directly refute his secretary without seeing that Mr. Lan Tang was not there?

For Grown Men, Being Mentioned of a Receding Hairline—So Serious?

Osamu Dazai stroked his thick hair.

sure.

I won't be bald!

He stretched his legs again for his own amusement. He didn't want to be comparable to the 19-year-old Edogawa Ranpo, at least he was a little longer than Nakahara Naka. He was a little younger than that guy, but he was five centimeters taller. It's fun to see each other blow their hair every time.

Say something very sad--

In Aso Qiuya's house, the only person he can bully is Nakahara Chuya.

Osamu Dazai silently watched Aso Shuya and Mori Ogai's "reconciliation" and the atmosphere of "friendly exchanges", and complained fiercely in his heart: "Your port mafia is too peaceful!"

ambition?conspiracy?What about the edge of life and death?

Been in Port Mafia for a month, and he hasn't seen a single shootout!

Do you dare to believe it? !

On other floors of the headquarters, for basic socializing, Lan Tang stayed with the Black Lizard Troop for a while, met with his colleagues in the past, and watched their training.As for flattery and overtures, he accepts them all without responding, and has nothing else to say.

Lan Tang thought he would be able to go back later, but he was stopped by the chief in the middle, and the chief who was a bit older than him said bluntly: "Lantang, you have been a cadre for so long, and I haven't invited any guests, go! Come with me. Yagishita went to the restaurant under the name of Gang Hei to have a meal!"

After finishing speaking, Da Zuo said with emotion: "You are too withdrawn by yourself."

Da Zuo impressed the Japanese-Frenchman with his warm and hospitable attitude. When he arrived at the restaurant where he ate, Yagishita and his subordinates were all there, and they took care of the entire Japanese grocery store.

The dinner party of dozens of people is naturally lively, they will not embarrass Lantang, or dare not drink because they are afraid of Lantang's existence. In fact, the port mafia leader expressed support for their attitude of relaxing after finishing their work .

The topic among the three cadres revolved around the port mafia, and when they mentioned the gashapon machine in the port mafia headquarters, the chief said helplessly: "One of my subordinates poured his monthly salary into the gashapon machine, saying that he must I got the [Double Salary of the Month] gashapon." Yagi Shikata said, "Don't say it's your subordinate, I also made a lot of money, so I just want that leave note."

The two looked at Lan Tang, and Lan Tang blinked: "I have spent all my basic salary, and I want to get a travel ticket for [Hot Spring Three-Day Tour]."

Da Zuo was surprised and said: "It's understandable for Yagishita to take a leave of absence. He often has to go on business trips. He is probably tired from running. He wants to save a long vacation for a rest. Alice from Mori Ogai's family has been scrambling for a leave of absence. Egg, what are you doing with the tourist coupons?"

Yagi Shichi and his ilk said, "Don't you have a hot spring hotel under your name? How about we exchange the ownership of a hotel?"

Lan Tang shook his head and said, "I just want to play gashapon."

Yagi Shichi and his like envied his casualness, the better the stuff that the gashapon machine drops out, the lower the probability, he turned his head and said to the Colonel: "This guy may be richer than us."

Da Zuo didn't take it seriously: "For things like money, it's enough to spend enough."

Under the influence of the subordinates' chatting, everyone is thinking about where to travel in summer, and is ready to relax.

Yagishita and others were the first to say, "I want to go abroad to play."

The Colonel said: "Young people, I like to go abroad every day. Have you played all over your country?"

Yagishita and his ilk disdain: "Tired of playing! It's all the same scenery!"

Yagixia and his ilk can't chat with the old man who has evolved into an old man. The other party usually stays in the country. He grabbed Lan Tang and asked, "Lan Tang, which European country is more fun? Is New Zealand suitable for vacation or France suitable for vacation?" ?”

Lan Tang shook his head, and a sentence came out of his heart: 【How do I know? 】

Yagishita asked curiously: "I heard from Boss that Europe is the birthplace of supernatural powers. How many powerful supernatural powers do you have over there?"

Da Zuo said indifferently: "Lantang awakened his supernatural power in Japan."

Yagishita shrugged, "It doesn't matter if you don't know, I'm just curious, I haven't heard Lan Tang talk about his hometown in France, and I haven't even heard of French, it's too tight to keep a secret. "

Lan Tang's heart shivered, and he said in pure Parisian French: "Sorry, I personally think that Hawaii in the United States is more suitable for travel and vacation."

Yagi Shichi and his colleagues answered in French: "Thank you for your proposal, there are too many people there, I want to find a place with few people to rest for a few days."

Lantang's past is a mystery. Even if the people in the port mafia headquarters are willing to investigate, they can't find out the specific identity. They can only know that the other party came to Yokohama, Japan after the war, and has an extremely close relationship with Aso Akiya.

Lan Tang didn't dare to underestimate the suspicion of these people. Facing their occasional inquiries, he would answer them lightly, not wanting outsiders to know that he had lost his memory before coming to Japan.

And hometown...

His lips and teeth were slightly bitter, and he could only check pictures of France from the Internet.

go back?

Without restoring the memory, which spy dares to go back!

The treason of André Gide and the soldiers has not been washed away, and Lan Tang does not want to test the trust of the French government in a spy who has been missing for many years.

For the time being, the identity of the past... just treat it as non-existent.

Lan Tang covered his ears and stole the bell.

May passed by in a flash, and on June [-]th, Osamu Dazai's birthday came.

Ma Shengqiu also organized an offline party for the authors of Stewed Pigeon Publishing House, and invited acquaintances who won the "Sentimental Award" at the "Lupin" bar.

A unique meeting is coming.

Except for a few authors who didn't know Aso Qiuya declined, everyone else gave him face.

Come on time at seven o'clock in the evening.

The bar located in the corner of the city instantly became a place for art salons. The Armed Detective Agency came to Edogawa Ranpo, Oda Sakunosuke, and Yosano Akiko, and the Port Mafia came to Aso Akiya, Rando, Ozaki Koyo, Ango Sakaguchi came to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Chuya Nakahara came as a student, and Tatsuhiko Shibusawa and Yukio Mishima were separated from the various forces.

Today there was also a three-colored cat joining in the fun, jumping from an empty bar chair to the table, lying lazily on its stomach, and was called "Mr. Kitty" by Aso with a laugh.

Whether it's Ozaki Momiji dressed in a gorgeous kimono, Edogawa Ranpo in British detective costume, or Shibusawa Tatsuhiko in a white minimalist style with black nails, they are all very eye-catching.

Even Zhong Yuanzhong looks like a youthful rebellious boy, with a necklace of skull and sheep's head hanging around his neck, wearing a navel-baring outfit like a motorcycle racer, with bright colors and half-palm gloves, following Aso Qiuya , will not be accused by parents of being too non-mainstream.

Aso also accommodates their personalities and hobbies.

As long as you don't hurt yourself, don't hurt others, and don't develop bad habits, play it however you want.

Drinking a little wine is right to experience the taste of an adult in advance.

Lantang had some complaints about Chuya Nakahara's attire, but learning from Qiuya, he didn't say anything, but pulled the other party's T-shirt, trying to pull it down a little to cover his lower abdomen.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's face was tangled: "Mr. Lantang..."

Lan Tang said: "Without abdominal muscles, it doesn't look good."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Nakahara Nakaya quickly zipped up his jacket to cover the navel-baring outfit, and got Edogawa Ranpo's shameless laughter, and even Oda Sakunosuke smiled kindly.

Dazai Osamu suddenly jumped out from behind Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Mishima Yukio.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko resisted the urge to fight back.

Dazai Osamu's eyes fell on his short hair, his eyes made Shibusawa Ryuhiko unhappy, he knew that he couldn't escape Dazai Osamu's bad taste.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who was used to long hair, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Is this hairstyle not done well?

"Okay."

Osamu Dazai knew that the other party seemed cool, but actually cared a lot about his appearance. It was rare that he did not stimulate Shibusawa Ryuhiko, but looked at the person brought by the other party with cold and strange eyes.

Osamu Dazai instinctively disliked this person: "Who is this guy?"

Yukio Mishima smiled: "Hiraoka Qingcheng."

The No.1 short story of the "Sentimental Award" has a reputation in the party.

Osamu Dazai let out an "oh", and inserted the knife precisely: "No wonder I only competed once, and I haven't seen you since then. It seems that you are a pseudo-boy who is beyond the standard."

Yukio Mishima: "..."

After Yukio Mishima stopped, he said to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "Your teacher's children are so interesting."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said indifferently: "Ji-kun, don't get in the way."

After that, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who was even more deserted and withdrawn after short hair, walked to the bar, and there were no more vacant seats there, and all of them were snatched up by those people.

"Teacher, it's the second time we meet here."

"Yes, Long Yan."

On the left of Aso Akiya is Rando, and on the right is Ozaki Koyo. Because of the gentleman principle of ladies first, Edogawa Ranpo did not grab a seat, but talked with Nakahara Nakaya at a place separated by two brothers. Le Rongrong, the members of the Luanbu gang also avoided Mr. Lantang's disapproving gaze on the clothes.

Ma Shengqiu also raised his glass to his only student, "Find a place to sit down, let's get together, have a drink, chat, you haven't gone out for a while."

Shibusawa Ryuhiko resisted the pressure brought by Rantang, Hongtong looked at his teacher intently, and smiled softly: "Well, thank you teacher for your concern, I have re-recognized my shortcomings." The value of force is not enough, The priority of supernatural ability should be further improved, "I don't know when you will be free, come and guide me personally, I feel that my growth rate is not satisfactory."

Ma Shengqiu also promised: "Okay."

Lan Tang didn't bother to talk to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and propped his chin to look at the three-coloured cat.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko greeted him again, "Mr. Rantang."

Lan Tang said, "What's the matter?"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said modestly: "I hope I can get your advice in the future."

The implication - I will challenge you in the future.

Get your power crystal!

Lan Tang turned his head and said meaningfully: "Go ahead, I hope there will be progress every time."

Both of them are yin and yang.

Yukio Mishima was first surprised by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's smile, and then saw that something was wrong between him and the foreigner, and his brain actively made up a series of conflicts between the teacher's family and the students.

"Shibukawa-kun, let's sit over there."

"Ah."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko remembered the humiliation at the beginning, bid farewell to the teacher's family indifferently, and sat on the booth at the back, his temperament was always incompatible with other people.

Koyo Ozaki covered her lips and said with a smile, "That is Ryuuji Shibukawa?"

Ma Shengqiu also introduced: "My student, how is it?"

Koye Ozaki replied: "Mr. Shuya's students are naturally outstanding, but they are a little unreasonable. It can be seen that they respect you very much."

Ma Shengqiu also touched his chin, and looked at Sanhuamao, "There is no other way."

"After all, because of his immature character, he is my student."

These words reached Shibusawa Ryuhiko's ears, Shibusawa Ryuhiko's fingers moved slightly, and he subconsciously reflected on his recent actions. Could it be that he is quite immature in the eyes of the teacher?

At the party at the "Lupin" bar, the last person to arrive was Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

The 13-year-old boy feels like he has broken into another world.

Everyone looked at him in unison.

Then, in front of these people who are either arrogant, or indifferent, or have insight into the world, or see through people's hearts, or have experienced darkness, Akutagawa Ryunosuke can't help but stiffen, and has a stress reaction when encountering a strong enemy, trying his best Said calmly.

"Yes, it's late to come down..."

Among the people in front of him, the youngest was a few years older than him!

Ma Shengqiu didn't laugh at those who dared to step into here, but clapped their hands.

"Welcome Mr. Takanosuke Yanagawa!"

The people who joined the fun began to follow suit, "Welcome, welcome!"

Edogawa shook the wine bottle in random steps, and with a bang, a lot of alcohol foam was sprayed out!

The gathering of demons dancing wildly is about to begin——

Osamu Dazai put aside the matter of stealing the manuscript long ago, found an author he liked, and handed over the autograph book in the way Aso Akita taught him: "Please sign!"

A trace of astonishment also appeared on Oda Sakunosuke's dull face.

"Find me?"

There are so many people present.

The most exciting writing in Osamu Dazai's heart is Edogawa Ranpo. The advantage of mystery novels is greater than other novels, but for Shuji Tsushima back then, the most interesting novel is still Oda Sakunosuke's novel, "Cold Sorrow" Let him see how the killers in the outside world lead a desolate life.

Killers have the troubles of killers, and it doesn't mean they can live well with strong lethality.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said: "Since I read "Black Magic Notes", I found your works are amazing! There is no pornography, no violence, no promotion of evil or justice, no weird sacrifices and religiousism, pure It's a novel close to reality—" Several authors present were shot in the knee, mixed with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's cold snort.

Osamu Dazai successfully stepped on the heads of other authors and blew rainbow farts vigorously.

"Odasaku-sensei! Sign it for me, today is my birthday!"

That's what I said.

Autumn too?

Ma Shengqiu also belonged to the group of people whose faces were trampled by him, rolled his eyes, yes, yes, you are right, what was wrong is that I underestimated how you would praise the author!

Under the murderous intent of many colleagues, Oda Sakunosuke wrote his signature and said seriously.

"Thank you, everyone's work is also very beautiful."

Not recognizing the boy as that Kumamon, Sakunosuke Oda still warmed Osamu Dazai in a simple way, "Happy birthday to you."

Dazai smiled sincerely.

Santa's blessing also works in summer.

Ango Sakaguchi pushed up his glasses, and said with concern from the side: "I was going to be scared to death just now, thanks to you being able to sign so nonchalantly."

Oda Sakunosuke replied: "Is it scary?"

Sakaguchi Ango nodded fiercely.

Everyone is about to draw their swords!

Oda Sakunosuke confirmed that his supernatural ability "seamless" did not indicate the risk of death, and said sincerely: "I didn't feel it, so everyone is very friendly."

Ango Sakaguchi was dazed, and couldn't help saying, "You are quite special."

Osamu Dazai said, "Is Odasaku-sensei a natural attribute?"

Both Edogawa Ranpo and Nakahara Nakaya knew Oda Sakunosuke, and Yosano Akiko unceremoniously dismantled his colleagues: "A guy who lacks common sense!"

Oda Sakunosuke asked slowly, "Why do you call me Oda Saku-sensei?"

Osamu Dazai said proudly, "Because it's easy to say!"

Exclusive nickname!

The rogue faction trio formally got to know each other.

Different personalities and identities lead to different coteries of a group of people, and finding that Akutagawa Ryunosuke has nowhere to join, seems to be avoiding Osamu Dazai, Nakahara also kindly pulls him over to chat with him.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke recognized Nakahara Chuya: "Is that you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also drank a little low-alcohol fruit wine, his cheeks flushed, and he said with high spirits: "You really will walk out of that place!"

"Hey, we'll know each other in the future! Say it again, I'm Chuya of the Central Plains!"

"Zhongye, your alcohol capacity is really bad."

Edogawa Ranpo's drinking level is not much higher, but he will complain.

Nakahara also wanted to give Akutagawa Ryunosuke a wine glass, and the next moment, another person replaced the wine glass in Akutagawa Ryunosuke's hand with hot orange juice.

Ma Shengqiu also shook his finger: "You can't drink, pay attention to your health."

When Ryunosuke Akutagawa saw Aso Shuya for the first time, he had an inexplicable premonition.

This person is very unusual.

"you are……"

"I am a 'reader', and a reader who loves novels."

Aso Qiuya's explanation seemed to be narrating a matter of course. He also drank some wine, sober and happy, took Lan Tang's hand, and kissed the ring.

"He's 'Jean Nicolas,' my mate."

Lan Tang responded to him with a gentle and calm attitude.

In the foreign literary world, the relationship between the two of them has long been finalized, unlike the tactful propaganda in Japan, where they were mistaken for friends.

"Welcome to step into this circle, pick up a pen, and start your writing career."

Aki Aso also bent down to look at the thin child, dispelling Ryunosuke Akutagawa's uneasiness as a guide.

The meaning of life that the other party was looking for was found in the world of novels.

His goal of helping the other party in private was also achieved.

"Tell you quietly—"

"I opened the Stewed Pigeon Publishing House, and the goal is to stew you all haha!"

Accidentally, Ma Shengqiu also heartily told the truth.

The pigeons fell silent.

Goo...?

The party ended late at night, and everyone got acquainted smoothly. Some exchanged mobile phone numbers, and some remembered each other's looks and pen names.Edogawa Ranpo and Nakahara Nakaya were all drunk, Aso Akiya and Rantang each carried a boy on their backs, and then led Dazai Osamu who was also dazed with his foot on the cotton back home.

Drinking openly is a very exciting thing.

This road seemed to have been walked for a long time and a long way, and when his hands were held by warm palms, Osamu Dazai was about to fall down and said, "I can't walk anymore..."

Then, he vaguely felt that the other person stopped, adjusted his movements, handed over the person who was carrying him to another person, and hugged himself carefully.

It's just like……

At the age of four...the man's arms.

There was a young male who had replaced his older brother, his father, who gave him respect and kindness he had never known before.

His ears were hot and slightly painful under the influence of alcohol.

【What's your name? 】

[The name is not important, I am just a small person. 】

[What is a little person? 】

[A person who will not be remembered for too long after death. 】

【Really?I am like you! 】

【It is the same……】

In the long past, the voice of Akiya Aso at the age of 16 was a bit blurred.

It's different now. After they die, their works will be remembered and collected by people they like.

This is... what it means for you to let wandering wild dogs write.

Not loyal to others.

But be true to your own heart.

On this day, Shuanghei was 15 years old, there was no "Momentary Love" as the beginning, the night was full of sweet snoring, and the three children in the villa were immersed in a drunken dreamland.

Ma Shengqiu also took a shower and lay on the bed. Lan Tang was tattooing him, using the tattooing skills he had practiced on the tool man, to tattoo his lover's French name.

— Arthur Rimbaud.

Lan Tang tattooed this series of French-style cursive characters on the right place carefully selected.

His mood is hyperactive.

After disinfection, each needle leaves its own mark.

Lan Tang asked, "Will it hurt?"

Ma Shengqiu also smiled and said, "No, I am a qualified mafia."

Lan Tang puffed, isn't the mafia afraid of pain?

"Qiuya, I also want to tattoo your name."

"No, Lan Tang."

"Ok?"

"Lantang's skin is so beautiful, it's weird to have Japanese tattoos on it, let me enjoy the tattoos alone, as the boss of the underworld, how can I not have some sinister tattoos!"

"Qiuya...my name is not evil at all."

"Haha."

Ma Shengqiu also supported himself with his hands, sat up after finishing the tattoo, and stroked Lantang's face.

The nightgown fell to his lap.

The Japanese man who is the spiritual pillar in Lantang's heart and works hard to support his family said inexplicably: "I thought you would have the tattoo on the chest representing the heart, why did you choose this location?"

The lower back is relatively secretive.

Lan Tang said lightly, "In this way, I can see you every time I hug you."

Lan Tang threw away his tools and docilely threw himself into Aso Qiuya's arms.

He looked down from the back of the other's neck.

A bird's eye view.

Near the buttocks, the swashbuckling tattoo looks like a pattern outlined by vines on the flushed waist skin. If the wind blows the corner of the shirt, it can be seen, which satisfies Lantang's desire to hide Tattoos also hope for the ambivalence that is often seen.

"And Qiu like this is... very sexy."

Lan Tang explained the reason contentedly, and never admitted that he touched his whole body during the tattooing process. Finally, with the French aesthetic, he chose the lower back under the collarbone and the lower back.

In this way, he can often ask Qiu Ye to take it off for him to see. The man's figure has a restrained and warm feeling, and he will never tire of seeing it, and now he has stamped his own "sign".The satisfaction of possessing the other party at that moment made Lan Tang more happy than simply exercising on the bed.

"Be careful, Shuya, if you gain weight, the tattoo will deform~."

"……I see."

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Ma Shengqiu also nodded the corner of Lan Tang's mouth, and said, "I will keep exercising."

"Good night, Lan Tang, we must work hard to become stronger in the new day."

"I understand."

Lan Tang and Ma Shengqiu are always urging each other.

Under the quilt, Lan Tang and Qiu also slept on their stomachs, like two people whispering.

"Qiu Ye, I was asked about my hometown, and I don't know how to answer."

"Then answer...it's beautiful, that's enough."

Because my hometown is like that too.

Ma Shengqiu also talked to him, passed on his body temperature, and fell asleep together shoulder to shoulder.

Lan Tang fell asleep faster.

Ma Shengqiu also found it difficult to fall asleep with tattoos, squinting his eyes, and found in the dark that the air conditioner in the bedroom was no longer turned on.

The temperature in June is the same as this home... It no longer makes Lantang feel too cold.

——12 years of traveling through life.

——I lived to the time when the plot started.