Started with a green hat for Verlaine

"You are too much!"

Oscar Wilde returned to the prison with a livid face, and when he entered the door, he saw his colleagues who were celebrating with a party, and at that moment he was beaten to pieces.

"Welcome to being single again." George Bernard Shaw raised his glass.

"Welcome." Yeats followed up shyly, avoiding Wilde's gaze, "This matter has nothing to do with me, I just came to see you."

"Hmph--" Agatha Christie lifted her chin, proud and happy.

"In order to bless Mr. Wilde, I drink it first." Conan Doyle smiled darkly.

The people who had played disappearing before and did not plan to lend money to Wilde appeared in the supernatural prison collectively and gave a warm celebration ceremony.

"I've been in love for so long, and I'm one step away from getting married—it's all ruined!" Ribbons and glitter covered Oscar Wilde's head. He ignored the rich cake and champagne, and found a On the sofa in the corner, hugging your hair in a daze of decadence and collapse, is it so unwelcome to be with Posy?

Seeing this, Bernard Shaw suppressed the smile on his face, picked up a glass of wine and walked over.

"Drink a drink and forget about that person."

"Don't drink!"

When Oscar Wilde thought of Percy, his face was full of resentment, and his face felt burning pain, and his slap shattered his fantasy of marrying Percy.

"Think about it, Douglas Jr. is already 25 years old." Bernard Shaw explained bitterly, "You have always liked young and energetic beauties, think in a good direction, you already have his most beautiful flowering stage, he can freely go Be the heir to the Marquis."

Oscar Wilde was so desperate that he picked up a glass and filled his stomach.

Bernard Shaw didn't care, he could drink as much as he wanted, and it was best if he wanted to. He had already seen through the characters of Alfred Douglas and Oscar Wilde.

Born in an aristocratic family with a golden spoon in his mouth, he doesn't know the sufferings of the world. He is born with beauty, family background, and abilities that others envy. He can share joys and sorrows, but he will never share sorrows.The other regards beauty as life, and claims that the lover's skin is better than the soul. After awakening supernatural powers, he becomes a master. There are countless suitors. If the predecessor becomes ugly, there will be a next one.

Sooner or later, the two will have new problems, so the British government is very annoying.

It's best to divide.

To avoid conflicts between the transcendent and the noble circle.

George Bernard Shaw was ten years older than Oscar Wilde. He supported the other party. In a sense, he watched the other party step up to the British upper class, and valued the other party's hard-won status more than the other party.

"We are not big aristocrats with family backgrounds, we rely on ourselves for everything."

Bernard Shaw pinched the chin of this self-defeating fellow.

Oscar Wilde was in pain, and his cheek was lifted, and the mark on the right cheek did not fade.

His Percy was slapped in extreme disappointment and disgust.

Oscar Wilde looked away repellingly: "Yes, yes! Status and status are all brought about by the title of Transcendence—I can have it, so can't I give it up? Britain is so overbearing that it has fallen to Interfere in other people's private life!"

The atmosphere of the party cooled down.

A group of British powerhouses with different looks and inexplicable expressions looked at Wilde while chatting, chatting vaguely and laughing low, as if they were mocking this love.

William Shakespeare lazily said: "He wants to learn from Arthur Rimbaud in France, giving up his possessions in exchange for a precious love that transcends life and death. Maybe Posy hasn't been moved yet, and Britney herself has been killed I was moved."

Bernard Shaw let out a "hehe".

Oscar Wilde drank himself desperately, not daring to listen any more.

However, William Shakespeare hit the nail on the head: "The last man so foolish, when his lover died, and was hacked to death, hated Arthur Rimbaud!"

Conan Doyle also said indifferently: "Let's be clear-headed, Oscar, we are not suitable for marrying a man, the country wants us to find a woman and give birth to a child who can inherit supernatural powers, rather than creating a mental weakness for ourselves. In the end it got out of control."

Yeats sighed: "To make promises to others is undoubtedly to harm this person."

"Marriage—ha——" Dickens squeezed a lady's cigarette, lifted his pale lips slightly, bit the cigarette with his teeth, and was used to the ashes of love in his eyes.He has acted as a model couple, but he has never been intoxicated by it, and he has a history of abandoning his lover during the mission.

The country, righteousness, mission, killing, betrayal, people's expectations and blood and tears on their heads, these have long changed the original mind of the transcendent.

During the war years, they can be crazy to the end.

In peacetime, they have to learn to restrain themselves, guard against enemy countries, and at the same time secretly guard against their own country's tightening supervision on them step by step.

Agatha Christie said abruptly: "After seeing your private life recorded on paper, including how many times you did it in one night, and what sex tools you used with your lover, I don't plan to find a man anymore. "

These bland Britons suffocate collectively, with the exception of a few women.

Oscar Wilde's body was limp, his eyes lost their focus, "My right to privacy, you can't do this, I want to sue you clock tower servants..."

In this regard, the French transcenders did better than the British transcenders. They united during the most chaotic war period, established the Paris Commune, and groped forward in the blank rules. After the political reshuffle, Paris The Commune acts as a buffer between the French government and the psychics, keeping their underpants.

Agatha Christie smiled: "Mr. Wilde, I am personally interested in the name you often mentioned in prison. I wonder if you can explain who 'Autumn' refers to?"

The transcendents roared with laughter, Qiu?There is only one person who fits this name!

"Oscar, you really love a fart!"

"I admit defeat, this guy didn't take it seriously, what kind of infatuation is he learning, forget it, I will pay everyone present [-] yen."

"Hurry up and bring the banknote with Aso Akiya's face on it, I want to see it!"

"Look at Wilde, with a dazed look on his face, he doesn't know anything about banknotes haha—!"

"Don't laugh, he's locked up."

Under Yeats' kind gift, Oscar Wilde sat up straight and looked at the brand-new banknotes in his hand. This one thousand yen, which is equivalent to about six pounds in the UK, has the face of Akiya Aso printed on it, just like him back then. As seen on a ship in Hawaii.

Oscar Wilde's nose was sore, and he almost shed tears even though he broke up.

An ordinary person living in a supernatural society can be remembered too little.

People in the world will not look at the scars on his body, they will only pay attention to whether his face is beautiful or not, and whether his charm meets the peerless level circulated by the outside world. The black-haired men you can see everywhere in Japan?"

No one remembers Qiu's resentment, Qiu's sorrow, and Qiu's unwillingness to struggle to get up.

——The so-called legend is based on the death of Aso Akiya.

Japan will not allow living people to board banknotes!

What's more, Aso Qiu also donated the Twilight Pavilion with gold treasures for Lantang. The Japanese government didn't hate it so much that it was considered polite to whip people's corpses.

Bernard Shaw was shocked: "You are exaggerating."

Oscar Wilde turned his back and stared at banknotes on the sofa: "You don't understand."

After losing the supernatural portrait, he hasn't seen each other for a long time.

The person in the dream is too far away.

He finally understood why he, who had always liked European beauties, felt his heart flutter when he saw Aso Qiuya for the first time, and he couldn't wait to send a note inviting him to date.The beauty in the dream came to reality, but he didn't recognize it when he was close at hand.

Because of what?

He understood that it was caused by his superficial view of beauty. There are too many beauties in this world, and Ma Shengqiu is just a relatively outstanding oriental among all living beings.

There are many people who are better looking than Aso Qiuya.

There are many people with finer skin and beautiful teeth than Aso Akiya.

It is purer than Aso Qiu, more like a lily angel.

He gave the flowers to Posy first, and knelt down in front of her. He had never offered even a bouquet of his favorite lilies to Ma Shengqiu in this world.

"It was you who recommended Posey to me—" Oscar Wilde had a heart attack, got the beautiful boy he wanted, and missed the black-haired boy he dreamed of.

Aso Qiuya, a real high-dimensional observer.

The other party saw his future, the ending of his relationship, and pushed him to Percy.

In the dream, the oriental man in a white Tang suit came to him, smiled and gave him a hug, but was too stingy to give him a simple kiss.Ma Shengqiu also rejected Oscar Wilde long ago, only Oscar Wilde in his dream thought he would have a romantic relationship.

[The playful Yangou will die. 】

Oscar Wilde burst into tears when he thought of this sentence.

After he lost Posey, he actually indirectly caused the secret love of "myself" in the dream to die young?

God!

The self in the dream had a chance!

Colleagues were frightened by Oscar Wilde's reaction and did not dare to speak sarcasm again. William Shakespeare looked at him for a moment and said, "It seems that you have learned a lesson?"

Oscar Wilde drank himself silently and depressedly, feeling extremely desolate.

"Split-hand-fast-happy-"

……

On June [-]th, Osamu Dazai received his birthday present.

There are many people who gave him gifts, including Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, Natsume Soseki, Taneda Santou, and Sakaguchi Ango from the Supernatural Special Affairs Division; ; Edogawa Ranpo, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Oda Sakunosuke, and Yosano Akiko from the Armed Detective Agency; and Nakahara Chuya, who was angry with him when he sneaked away to go to the university, everyone prepared gifts and sent them in time. out.

Before he knew it, there were so many people around Osamu Dazai.

There are more friends than enemies.

There are more elders than peers.

Because of this face, more people like him than hate him.

Dazai Osamu, who thought he was hated by others, turned into a seemingly popular guy with the help of Aso Akiya.

"It's all fake, and my character will not be popular."

In private, Osamu Dazai has no narcissism in front of Ranpo and Chuya, rather gloomy and bored, and is well aware of his bad personality.

"Ranbu likes to target me the most."

Unwrapping Edogawa Ranpo's gift, what Osamu Dazai saw was a prank toy, and he was almost punched in the front by the toy fist activated in the box.

In this fist, there is a piece of candy.

childish!

Actually send Akita dog candy.

Osamu Dazai chewed on the candy, and threw away Ranpo's insincere gift.

next.

Osamu Dazai shook the bottle, and bubbles appeared on it: "Is it wine that Chuya gave me?"

Opening the lid, he drank a crab-flavored cocktail.

"???"

Osamu Dazai's expression became confused for three seconds because the taste was too curious.

Osamu Dazai put the cocktail in the refrigerator with great interest, and then touched the last package he opened, pulling the ribbon a little hastily.

"Compared to last year, the size of the gift box is much larger." He muttered in his mouth. He could guess the type of gift that others gave him, but he didn't want to guess what gift Ma Shengqiu had prepared for him. It belonged to him. Surprise yourself.

Osamu Dazai opened the box in anticipation.

Lying in the box is a black traditional men's kimono.

"Akiya...the order was placed at Tatsuhiko Shibusawa?" Osamu Dazai shook the kimono and gesticulated to his body. The size fit him perfectly. He could tell the tailor of the clothes at a glance based on the stitches and workmanship. Who is the master.

The black kimono is embroidered with branches of cherry blossoms, the shape is beautiful, close to art.

Osamu Dazai called Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko denied part of Dazai Osamu's speculation.

"According to the teacher's will, someone sent the fabric to my studio last month. The fabric is a semi-finished product that was cut three years in advance according to the figure of a 1.7-meter-five-meter-high boy. The other party asked me to follow the one opened by Tokyo University this spring Sakura, embroider flowers on it, and make a kimono for you congratulating your studies and coming of age."

"He predicted..."

One can imagine the psychological shock that Osamu Dazai received.

When Aso Qiuya left Dazai, Dazai was less than 16 years old. He was taller than Nakahara at that time, far less than 1.7 meters five.

There is a person who prepared the kimono for him to study in Tokyo University three years ago, and predicted that he would come to Tokyo University in accordance with the agreement.

"There is a card at the bottom of the box, which is left for you by the teacher."

Shibusawa Ryuhiko's tone was cold, only Aso's children are treated like this, as a student, he was picked up by Aso Shuya, "Don't be too happy, Nakaya-kun and Ranpo-kun also have a kimono , you're the last one to get it."

Osamu Dazai's excitement was extinguished by half, and he calmly said: "Got it."

He hung up on the man.

Pick up the card.

On the thin card was Aso Qiuya's birthday wishes to him.

[Happy birthday, Aji. 】

[Is it hot this summer?Will it be cold in winter?Where will the first cherry blossoms bloom next spring?My brother, my child, take a look at the world for me. 】

[Don't worry, there will be new birthday gifts waiting for you next year. 】

[You will definitely grow into a tall and handsome man. My brother has prepared a better kimono for your future, but I don’t think you will be as tall as me and Rantang. I hope you can break my prediction and eat your stomach every day , Exercise properly, don't develop the habit of staying up late, this stage is an important period for adolescent development, be careful to stop growing taller. 】

【I love you. 】

【Do you believe?I see your future, you are handsome, like a gentle and reliable man. 】

【——Aso Qiuya. 】

Tch, how could I become someone like you.

Wearing a black kimono and barefoot, Osamu Dazai ran to the mirror in the bathroom, showing a gentle look in a funny way.

The bandage on half of his face made his imitation of expressions a little discounted.

His face darkened.

"Liar."

Qiu Ye, you half-assed prophet, I can't take off the bandage alone, even if I jump into a river and commit suicide, I have to worry about being reported on TV!

All Japan knows my face! ! !