Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

Fyodor's childhood, Osamu Dazai guessed as a pure white hell.Although it's not that miserable, it can't be called a real hell, but there is really nothing beautiful.

If it is a real hell, it would be better.

Those with a beautiful shell are the most annoying, especially the shell covered with love, but pouring down the twisted sanctity, pruning the branches according to their wishes, anyway-"It's all for your own good"

he thinks.

If he really went back to the past and someone reached out to him, what would happen now?

This is an unsolvable paradox.

Without the past, he would not be the present. If the past is obliterated, everything in the present will not exist, and the idea of ​​obliterating the past will not exist, so the obliteration cannot be successful.

Even gods can't turn back time, and people can never step into the same river again.So the emotion of regret and regret is also useless, it is an emotion that will disturb the speed of thinking and should be discarded.

"I believe you."

When he said this, even Fyodor couldn't help feeling sorry.

Because he was just imitating what the boy himself said.

He has missed his youthful self forever.Because I missed it, I held the hand on the edge of the cliff, and what could be pulled up was only a fragile phantom.

In what he has said, there are always more elements of lies than truth, because he is too used to it, and he will not even soften his heart the moment a lie is uttered.After all, nice words are just to appease the cat. Isn’t it normal to say soft words and draw big pies that will never be realized when comforting the cat? Besides, he will try his best to achieve it, in another way.

He once stood by the abyss.

That was a thing of the past.

"Can we go back? Fei Jia." Ming Liu was completely unaware of this, he rubbed his nose and sneezed heavily, "What kind of blood is this...it smells so bad , When you find Dazai and the others, go back and take a bath. I will take a full hour of bathing."

Because of the hug, Mingliu was also stained with blood, and the clean clothes were ruined like this.I didn't feel it just now, but now that my mood has calmed down, the pungent smell is unacceptable.

"...Well, I can't take it anymore, Fedya, although it's spoiling the atmosphere...I want to vomit."

Ming Liu took two steps back, nearly tripped over a stone, and knelt on the ground. His five senses, which were more sensitive than ordinary people, caused greater damage.

"I hate it here..."

He coughed harder twice, with tears in his eyes, and held out his hand to Fyodor: "Go back."

......

Compared with Fyodor here, Dazai Osamu and Oda Saku are much more leisurely, strolling in the dead city, pulling out something from the ruins from time to time, relics of a certain culture.

From a certain moment, the ubiquitous disgusting monster disappeared, probably Fyodor's plan succeeded.

"Fyodor has become unlovable, even though he is annoying. What does Odasaku think?"

"Is there any difference from the original...?"

"Sure enough, I shouldn't ask, Odasaku's answer is so boring..." Osamu Dazai listlessly threw away the things he just picked up, "Knowing the memory beyond the scope of the body, it's almost like predicting the future... Although There's a fundamental difference between the two."

What is predicted may not necessarily happen, it can be changed.Oda Sakunosuke's supernatural ability is seamless, which is to avoid danger by predicting the situation a few seconds later. Judging from his supernatural ability, the future is a vague state that can be infinitely changed.

But the future he sees... is a definite and definite development of events. No matter how unwilling they are, those things have already happened. At most, they can be traced back in chronological order in their minds from the perspective of No.1.

That's why I'm very upset.

Mingming went back to his past, but found that this is a line that has been determined long ago, and there is no way to change it.

"Dazai—Odasaku—"

"Huh?" The two turned around in astonishment.

Seeing that Ming Liu was about to run over.

"Odasaku, gun." Dazai reminded him coldly.

Odasaku raised his arm subconsciously.In the short battle, he had already gotten used to Dazai's command. At this moment, he heard a reminder, although he didn't realize what happened, his body acted without authorization.

"Ah." Mingliu stopped, when he was more than ten meters away from them, he was confused, "Why..."

He was still a little aggrieved.

"How do we know if this is an illusion?" Dazai Osamu crossed his arms, his eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger, and he stabbed at him like a knife, "Oda Saku is really too defensive."

"But I'm real..." Ming Liu was confused, "How can I prove that I am me..."

It's so difficult, I'm stumped by this problem.Recently, the brain capacity has been expanded to 2MB with great difficulty, and one of the most difficult problems in philosophy is immediately ushered in, which is completely beyond the outline.

"Hmm...Odasaku likes curry, Dazai likes crab?"

"No, these two things are too simple. I like to eat crabs, and Odasaku likes to eat curry. This is information that can be known at a glance. I am the one who engraved my love for crabs into my DNA! Odasaku is also the one who put spicy curry into his soul!"

Osamu Dazai was almost making things difficult.

"Then... the game Dazai-kun played last time was the DQ series?"

"You actually use interrogative sentences, not firm."

"But, but..." Ming Liu choked, "I'm really real. I can't be more real. Is there a fake me in this world... Could it be that the fake me thinks I'm real? me……"

He was in a hurry for a while, and he could see that he was about to get tangled up, and his head was a mess.

"Dazai, is this true?" Odasaku couldn't stand it anymore, he put away his gun.

Mingliu looked at Odasaku with a light in his eyes.

Oda work!Savior!

"Odasaku..." Dazai said dejectedly, "I finally found a chance to play tricks..."

"So, am I real? It's a headache..." Ming Liu said hesitantly, he still didn't come out from the twists and turns, so he didn't know what to say. "I'm here to ask you to go back... Fei Jia has already asked him to return to the spaceship ahead of schedule, it's too dangerous to come to the Death Star rashly."

"There are only bugs left here who eat garbage for a living," he said more and more imposingly, "Go back quickly, I really don't know why Yinshi asked you to come here to find me..."

"Speaking of this." Dazai Osamu showed a thoughtful expression, usually only when he has malicious intentions, he would deliberately show this expression, as if thinking about something important, "We came here to find Mingliu-kun Here, it is because of Mingliu-kun that we are in a dangerous situation, how will Mingliu-kun plan to compensate us?"

"My fault..." Ming Liu raised his hands, "You can do whatever you want after you go back."

"really?"

"real."

......

"I was wrong."

Ming Liu hangs on a tree and swings.

"I was really wrong."

The positions of the sky and the earth are exchanged, and some long hairs hang down according to the gravity, almost sweeping the ground.

Odasaku squatted in front of the door, watering the wilting succulents.This is not a plant that needs to be watered a lot, just watch it once in two or three weeks.

"Odasaku..." Ming Liu stretched out his hand to him with difficulty, "Watering Lithops once every two weeks is too much, but I can't go without eating for two hours..."

"Okay." Osamu Dazai smiled, sat in front of the door contentedly, eating bibimbap with soy sauce, "I can even feed it, Mingliu-kun, do you want it?"

"Dazai...you can't cook upside down."

"I heard that the human esophagus can wriggle by itself to send food into the stomach. In fact, I have always been curious about this matter, but I have never been able to see it with my own eyes. If it is Mr. Mingliu, it will definitely be able to do this. Let's do it." He was very interested in punishment and torture, "Come and try, I will feed it gently."

Mingliu is hung on a tree in the courtyard.

The sun is very good, but the canopy of this tree is very dense, which perfectly blocks the sunlight - when Mingliu bought the house, he also had a reason for this tree, but he never imagined that the final use would be here.

Dazai always likes to come out to hang himself when he has nothing to do. Odasaku likes to hang some fish and meat on the branches and dry them. Sometimes Fyodor will come out, away from the computer, and read a book under the tree.

Now Mingliu also has an indissoluble bond with the tree.

The ankles were tied up and hung on the hardest branch, floating in the autumn wind together with the salted fish dried by Oda Saku.

...was adrift for two hours.

Although it is not very painful for him to hang on, and he can break free from the rope and leave at any time, but Ming Liu feels that since this is an apology, he should not come down without permission.

"Fei Jia..." He looked at the last straw.

Fyodor sat outside with a thin notebook on his lap and a cup of coffee in hand.Today everyone is tidy, sitting outside and watching the scenery.

"I reject."

"So indifferent, trust me..." Mingliu twisted twice to distinguish himself from the other salted fish hanging on the tree, "I misread you, you just want to put me Just hang up."

"It was Dazai-kun's idea to hang you up." Fyodor looked away from the notebook and glanced into the yard, "Although I fully agree with this matter."

"How can you bear it—the aliens were still looking for me yesterday—"

"It is precisely because of this." Fyodor patiently explained to Ming Liu, "You know, you disappeared suddenly three days ago. In order to find you, we took a spaceship to a very far place and spent A small crisis. In the end, Mingliu-kun, where did you go?"

Ming Liu turned his face away, feeling embarrassed.In fact, he had already explained everything upside down just now.

"We've been looking for so long, but in the end we ended up in prison and were detained, Mingliu-kun." Osamu Dazai stabbed the knife gently at the side, "As the only adult in the family, Mingliu-kun actually did this! Bad example."

"Detained by--detained for destroying public property--"

Osamu Dazai repeated it viciously.

"Could it be that you drank too much? You are very lucky. A murder happened next door to that place that night," Dazai Osamu patted his chest, exaggeratedly acting relieved, "If you meet a murderer at night, That would be bad. Isn't it, Fyodor-kun?"

Fyodor closed the notebook with a calm expression: "That's really lucky."

"I apologize..." Ming Liu dangled on the tree, "Big deal, I won't drink so much in the future... No, I won't drink anymore! I'll quit drinking!"

He almost had tears rolling down his face: "Isn't it still okay to quit drinking..."

Osamu Dazai felt that he had played enough, and threw out the right to decide: "What do you think, Fyodor-kun?"

"Let's end it." Fyodor said the words of rescue, "After all, if it is still hanging on the tree during dinner time, it would be too cruel to Mingliu-kun."

"Great!"

Almost as soon as the words fell, Ming Liu broke free from the rope.

There was a red mark on his ankle, he squatted down and rubbed it, and felt that he would recover in half an hour at most.

So he straightened up, stretched his waist and stretched his muscles.

"My matter is settled. Then let's settle the score." Ming Liu squeezed his fingers, "About the matter of you running into the dangerous area without authorization, shouldn't you be punished as well?"

"I will, lightly—" Before finishing speaking, "Where are people?"

"What a bunch of bad cats, even Oda Saku has failed." Mingliu only had time to catch one person, because Fyodor was a step behind holding the notebook, "Sure enough, Feiya is the best. What kind of punishment does Cutie want?"

He said the cruel words in the loveliest tone.

Fyodor hugged the notebook:

He reasonably suspects that Mingliu did it on purpose to catch him.Otherwise, why did they rush to him at the first time, obviously Dazai Osamu was the one standing closest to Mingliu.

"Come on, 5000 meters and [-] push-ups, choose one."

Fyodor's fingers clenched violently.

The pupils are dilated.

It wasn't that scary when I was thrown down on the Death Star yesterday.

As if he had made up his mind, he subconsciously wanted to bite his nails, and his black hair covered his face, making Ming Liu unable to see his expression clearly.

"Mingliu-kun..."

"Huh? What's the matter, evading punishment is not allowed." Ming Liu was solemnly proud, "I surrendered myself and accepted the punishment voluntarily."

Suddenly Fyodor grabbed his hand and pulled him closer and lower.

Then stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear:

"Thank you."

—Choose to stand by my side.

The author has something to say: Mingliu drank a catty of white wine and thought about life for half an hour.

Then he ran away after destroying the crime scene.

He chooses to be an accomplice ( )

The plot requires that the prison and the Zhensengumi are not organized in the same organization, so it is set that the Zhensengumi does not know that Mingliu is locked up.

And that night, everyone's eyes were on the murder case. No one cared that a drunken bastard from the next street went in. live him ()

In other words, the protagonist is so embarrassing—how can the protagonist get into trouble——

(Yin Shi and Gui:?)

Finally, three sentences forced Fei Jia to hit a straight ball: "5000 meters, push-ups, please."