My name is Dazai

Although Natsume Soseki once worked in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, he also worked at the University of Tokyo.

When he was young, he was troubled by money problems, so he worked several jobs alone.

Who would have thought that in his later years, he would have a pile of money but not use it, just like he was joking.

"Is this okay?" Tangun stared at Natsume Soseki with wide eyes.

"Well, you have already received the admission letter, and the school also considers many factors in rejecting you. If I am willing to introduce you as a guarantee, then there should be no problem with your admission." Natsume Soseki stood up and rubbed rubbed his waist.

The most satisfying thing about being a cat is that he no longer suffers from back pain.

"Thank you so much, you have always taken care of me during this time." Tangun's emotions suddenly became excited.

"Tomorrow I want to see you finish this article - I also feel that you are almost finished." Natsume Soseki said as he walked out.

"...Okay." Tangun didn't know why, but felt like he had been assigned homework.

"Mr. Dazai" Atsushi Nakajima went out for supper this evening, only to see Dazai coming back wet.

...Mr. Kunikida was very angry in the afternoon.Atsushi Nakajima originally wanted to say this to Dazai, but he swallowed the last part of the sentence.

Dazai didn't really want to talk.

Since Tangun was discharged from the hospital, he simply moved to the dormitory of the Armed Detective Agency.

He was tired of tidying up the room today, so he went to find Tangun.

As a result, he didn't find it.

Where did Tangun go? Did he encounter danger?

"Dun-jun, if you want to keep a cat, should you keep it by your side or give it to someone else?" Dazai asked such a question suddenly while lying on the railing on the second floor.

Atsushi Nakajima almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears.

Did Mr. Dazai just say that he wants to have a cat?Since he wanted to keep a cat, why did he give it to someone else?

"...Mr. Dazai, if you really like that cat, you can adopt it." Nakajima Atsushi gave the advice that every normal person would give.

"It's too dangerous to be around me." Dazai refused straight away.

Atsushi Nakajima: "...Then give it to someone else?"

"Would it be unhappy? And if others treat him well, will he be bullied when I don't see it? Is he secretly comforting himself and licking his fur?" Dazai looked even more anxious.

Atsushi Nakajima felt that Dazai clearly wanted to raise him like this, so he once again gave a straightforward suggestion: "Since you think that others will not take good care of you, then put it by your side. Mr. Dazai, you are so thoughtful, raise yourself You can rest assured."

"But..." Dazai held his forehead, wanted to say something, but suddenly smiled.

He seemed to be laughing at his nervousness, he didn't want this or that, he was too greedy.

"Mr. Dazai is not talking about cats, is he?" Atsushi Nakajima broke the long silence.

Dazai didn't speak.

"Have you ever asked the other party which choice they prefer?" This kind of silence is actually a kind of default sometimes.Atsushi Nakajima knew it well.

He is very sensitive to people's emotions. Mr. Dazai is in a bad mood these days.Lying on the sofa of the Armed Detective Agency, Kunikida scolded him and he didn't bother to reply; even the job that Kunikida sent him back to, Dazai didn't put it on Nakajima Atsushi's desk, but let it go...

Although they were all pretty bad, Atsushi Nakajima always felt that Dazai was filled with a gloomy aura.

He even wanted to scratch Dazai's curly hair to see if there were any mushrooms growing inside.

"He likes me the most." Having said this, Dazai stiffened.

...So Mr. Dazai, do you want to abandon the person who likes you the most?Atsushi Nakajima mourned for the other party even after thinking about it.

"So, Atsushi-kun, you are still young..." Dazai, who was only four years older than Nakajima Atsushi, expressed such emotion.

"Mr. Dazai, are you an uncle?" Atsushi Nakajima complained mercilessly.

"I'm not." Dazai resolutely refused, "Dun Jun, sometimes when you love someone, it's good to see that the other person can live."

"The Armed Detective Agency hasn't reached such a serious level yet! Mr. Dazai seems to be saying 'I'm going to die in a second'!" Atsushi Nakajima almost collapsed.

What's the use of what I just said?Dazai didn't listen at all!

"Mr. Ranpo ~ Mr. Ranpo~" When he went to work the next day, Dazai took a large bag of snacks and put them on the table of Ranpo.

Haruko Haruno was complaining to Tanizaki Naomi: "I don't know what's wrong with Xiaomi recently, she never eats the cat food I make, and I feel that her stomach seems to be full outside."

"Hey, has anyone fed Xiaomi?" Naomi was a little surprised.Xiaomi doesn't seem to accept feeding very casually.

"And it doesn't go home recently... Does it have a home it likes more!" Haruko Haruno, the peerless cat slave, was about to burst into tears.

Ranpo looked away from Haruno Kirako and Tanizaki Naomi: "What are you doing~" "Mr. Ranpo, help me find the cat~" Dazai showed a flattering smile.

Ranpo moved the snack in his own direction.

Dazai's smile is always good, but unfortunately it doesn't work for him.

"Cat..." Luanbu opened his drawer and stuffed snacks inside.

He didn't want the president to know that Dazai secretly gave him snacks.

"It's not bad." Ranbu gave an ambiguous answer.

"Where is it? I searched for a long time yesterday and couldn't find it. Ranpo-san, please help~" Dazai was not satisfied with this answer, he wanted to know all Tangun's movements, to confirm that Tangun was safe, not Luanpo can be satisfied by saying "it's not bad".

And what is the answer?

There are good things and bad things about this.

Like a weird consolation prize.

"Anyway, Dazai, you didn't plan to meet him..." Ranbu closed the drawer, "You can't solve his problem either."

"Dazai, if you want to let go, do it more easily."

Dazai's eyes darkened for a moment.

After Ranpo said this sentence, he didn't expect Dazai to listen to it. If he could listen to others, he wouldn't be Dazai. He said this just because he was worried that the Armed Detective Agency would suffer losses because he was not in the state.

Although Tangun's true position was not covered, the good news is that Tangun should be safe, at least in the hands of the more positive side in Yokohama.

Ranpo didn't want to say, and he couldn't find too many people, and Dazai guessed who it was.

... His cat is obviously not stray, but why does he feel that he is still not happy?

Natsume Soseki might not be a good person, but he was beneficial to Tangun.

Tangun's life is returning to his own trajectory, the two people are like two intersecting lines for a short time, and it is very likely that there will not be much intersection in the future.

Obviously he wanted Tangun to get it again, but he was full of jealousy for the people Tangun would meet in the future.

Dazai pinches the bridge of his nose...

He is... really...

Tangun crawled out of Xiuwen's hell.

What he wrote is often scolded by Natsume Soseki. This person looks like a gentleman, but he has a bad temper and haste.

Tangun felt that he was starting to lose his hair from anxiety.

However, someone willing to teach him also saved him a lot of detours.The Chinese class in high school didn't teach writing novels very much, Tangun relied entirely on talent and practice.Tangun looked back at his first draft and felt that he had made a lot of progress.

"It's not bad." Natsume Soseki's final evaluation was like this.

Tangun felt that it was probably difficult for him to hear obvious positive comments from his mouth.

"Is that so...does Natsume-sensei recommend any publishing houses?" Tangun was already used to it.

"Newspaper." Natsume Soseki replied without thinking, "Let's see which newspaper Dazai likes to read."

Tangun: "..." He was overwhelmed.

He wrote these novels with the intention that Dazai could see them.

Seeing his expression, Natsume Soseki knew he was right.

It's so disappointing.