My name is Dazai

Tangun took out his cigarette and wanted to light one.Of course, he is not upstairs now, or he will definitely be stared at by Dazai. He took away all the cigarettes when he lasted a pack. This guy didn't smoke, but started playing. The psychological addiction to smoking made his heart almost break.

He never knew he would experience such a setback.

He used to be worried that Dazai and Odasaku were not talented, which made him want to hit people violently, but now he just thinks that these two people are too talented, which makes him want to hit people because of being shocked.

In a world where literature doesn't thrive, he's gifted enough to be at the top until he meets these two.

He always had a feeling that he was being crushed.

He squatted next to the utility pole downstairs and lit a cigarette. Before he could take a puff, someone smoked it away.

Ms. Tan snuffed out the cigarette skillfully. She is obviously a non-smoker, and she doesn't want to recall how she practiced it.

Tangun leaned against the wall like a salted fish.

His only joy...

"Dazai is here today" Miss Tan pulled Tangun up, actually she couldn't help laughing, she was usually at home, Tangun could restrain himself a bit, but since Dazai came here every day, Tangun behaved as if he was suffocated.

Is it possible to quit smoking?

This is probably the only time when she doesn't hate Dazai.

"Yeah." Tangun said sullenly.

In fact, Ms. Tan has the same idea as Tangun. She also thinks that Dazai probably has a good impression of her, otherwise why would he come to her house every day? She doesn’t think Dazai likes literature so much, after all, people who haven’t read these literary works too much Saying that I want to write feels unbelievable.

Miss Tan looked at him and asked, "Dad, you don't seem to be in a good mood recently. Do you think they are here to make you unhappy? If you don't like them, let them end the investigation directly. What do you say?" I need to verify some ideas on you, and I don’t know if it’s a cover..."

Although she was very happy that someone could control Tangun's smoking, it seemed that Tangun always felt a sense of loss recently, so she would rather nobody control Tangun.

After all, in her opinion, Tangun's mental state was the most important thing.

As Tangun with the supernatural power of "The Man in the House of Fire", don't talk about it, he has almost no positive emotions.

Miss Tan actually equated Tangun with "father" to a large extent, so he didn't want to see Tangun unhappy.

"It's a little bit, but it's not necessary." Tangun turned his head and looked at the clothes behind him, making sure that there was no dust on them. "Without them, I'm actually quite boring. And..."

In fact, Tangun didn't dislike Dazai and Odasaku. Although he was envious of their talents, he felt very lonely in this world with underdeveloped literature and few people to communicate with.

The quick steps of Dazai and Odasaku actually mean that they are getting more and more able to chat with Tangun.

Although he was full of jealousy, Tangun could not bear to part with them.

He is really contradictory.

A word appeared in Miss Tan's mind - empty nest old man.

Tangun appeared suddenly when she was in danger a few years ago, and when he appeared, he looked exactly like the one she had seen before her father disappeared.

In fact, Ms. Tan felt a little ashamed. Her supernatural ability was her father. This kind of thing sounds like she has a tendency to love her father, so she is not willing to talk about it with others.

She couldn't release Tangun while she was still living at home, after all, she asked the divorced parents to meet, and both of them expressed resistance.

Later, when she went to university and started investigating, although she released Tangun to live with her in a rented apartment, he basically stayed alone.

He must be very lonely.

"Go up." Tangun walked ahead.

Miss Tan suddenly hugged Tangun from behind, and buried her face on Tangun's shoulder——Miss Tan is tall among women in this country: "I'm sorry, Dad, I must have made you lonely. I will try my best to come back to accompany you more..."

After Tangun waited for Miss Tan to rub enough, he slowly said: "Actually, it's useless for you to come back to accompany me, you don't have that talent."

Miss Tan froze.

Tangun broke away from her and took a few steps forward: "Just do your job well."

Miss Tan puffed up her cheeks behind him.

Miss Tan only came back at noon to help bring food, and left in a hurry in the afternoon.

Tangun was sitting on the sofa watching TV, but Odasaku didn't stay any longer. They didn't seem to have anything to write today, they just looked at each other's writing.

Compared to Dazai, who feeds the whole family by himself, he still counts on the bonus.

"Tangun, what are you looking at?" Dazai put a cushion on Tangun's lap and lay down on it.

Tangun looked at Dazai lying on his lap, and felt like a cat was lying on his lap that invited him to take a nap together.

This person really doesn't recognize life at all.

Dazai asked nonsense, but occasional nonsense is also the key to promoting communication.

"Documentary." Tangun actually had the urge to touch Dazai's head, but Dazai had told him before that his ability was disqualification from the world—an ability that would temporarily eliminate him.

Shicheng Odasaku also confirmed this point.

"Although I know that your work attitude is not serious, I still want to ask you: 'Are you really not going to work?'" Tangun's attention shifted from the TV to Dazai.

"Anyway, there is nothing that needs me at ordinary times, and the juniors of the detective agency are used to be pushed to work." Dazai looked at Tangun, his eyes seemed to want to convey some message, "and no matter how much you earn, it is not as good as much Stay with Tangun."

"Is that so..." Tangun looked back at the TV.

He had a lot of thoughts, and after a while he said: "Have you discovered something? Speaking of which, do you think 'I' is really mentally abnormal? You said you want to verify your thoughts, don't you think' The people I'm looking for are the family members that I've been neglecting"

Tangun thought about this kind of trick.

"It's not such a cliché answer." Dazai looked up at Tangun, "I never thought you were abnormal, I thought it was more like a fish discovering that water suffocates him, and what others take for granted is What I can't accept, the feeling of being misunderstood will also make people feel suffocated, and I desperately want to get rid of it."

Tangun looked at Dazai, who seemed to be frozen.

"Probably Tangun, like me, is not so normal in the eyes of ordinary people. It's just that Tangun will look for answers, and I prefer to avoid problems." Dazai smiled, "With me by your side, Tangun Is it not so lonely anymore?" Tangun also laughed: "Hahahahahahaha, I really didn't expect you to give such an answer."

Dazai didn't think this question was funny, but Tangun laughed, and he just tilted his head to look at Tangun, waiting for him to release his emotions: "Does Tangun still feel lonely?"

"Thank you." Tangun said softly, and then Dazai heard him snoring.

Dazai suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, didn't he flirt with what he said just now?Miss Tan actually slept like this and went home as early as possible at night, although Tangun felt that he was still bored with her around, but as I said before, she felt that she had to do it herself.

When she opened the door, she saw two people on the sofa. Dazai was lying on Tangun's lap, and Tangun was snoring on his back.

Miss Tan had never seen Tangun sleep, every time she got up at night, the light in Tangun's room was always on, and he was still awake when she entered the door.

She approached Tangun with light steps, and found that there was still a little smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had dreamed of something that made him happy.

Miss Tan was in a daze until the tears on her face brought her back to her senses.