My name is Dazai

"Tangun, Tangun..." A gentle voice sounded.

That person kept pushing Tangun.

Tangun slowly opened his eyes.

What he saw was Dazai kneeling on the ground in the street.

"Dazai..." Tangun suddenly turned over and sat up, "What are you doing!"

He couldn't help but yell at Dazai.

Dazai showed an aggrieved expression: "Tangun..."

Tangun covered his forehead, and after a long time, he sighed, "Sorry, Dazai, I shouldn't have yelled at you."

"It's okay, I forgive you." Dazai said briskly, "Actually, I jumped because I knew we wouldn't really die."

"Wait, I've changed back." Tangun looked at his five fingers, this state was a little strange.

"That's right." Nakahara Chuya was packing up his body on the steps, but Dazai didn't even give him a look, he leaned closer to Tangun.

Tangun just fell from the sky, and now his mind is still buzzing.

He pressed Tangun to the ground again, and lay on Tangun's chest himself: "I told you, Tangun, I will always be with you."

"So, I won't say goodbye to you." Dazai and Tangun looked at each other.

Odasaku said that he should say goodbye to the white cat in his arms, but Dazai knew that he would not say goodbye to the cat.

If we won't separate, how can we say goodbye?

"It's great that Tangun is willing to jump down with me."

Dazai actually hesitated at the end.

Would it hurt Tangun if he jumped down?

So he put Tangun down.

He knew that when the white cat died, Tangun would come out of the white cat's body.

But what if?

Dazai was still scared in the end.

But if Tangun voluntarily jumped down...

He knew his thoughts were despicable enough.

He bent his fingers and stroked Tangun's cheek: "Does it hurt?"

"No, I don't feel it." Tangun shook his head.

What Dazai held was the back of his head, and the moment Dazai landed on the ground, the strong collision directly broke his neck.Too late to feel the pain.

It doesn't hurt if it doesn't hurt... But when you think about what you will look like after death, it is absolutely horrible.

"Did you scare Tangun?" Dazai said with a smile, "There is no way, the leader of the government cannot resign, so this is the only way."

Tangun: "... Dazai, your method of resignation is very drastic."

"Because I want to travel with Tangun!" Dazai said excitedly, "Tangun likes to travel, right? Now we have a lot of time to go out and play. If we go to Paris, I have already made a strategy."

Tangun said in his heart that your state has changed really quickly.

"But before that..." Dazai's hand moved towards a strange place.

Tangun backed away suddenly: "Dazai, what do you want to do?" "Tangun, what are you hiding!" Dazai looked more surprised than Tangun, "I have been lonely for several months! At least I endured the bottom line and did not attack the cat !"

"This is what a normal person should do." Tangun clutched his clothes, like a little girl being forced.

"Am I normal?" Dazai grabbed Tangun's leg.

Tangun unexpectedly found himself unable to refute.

"It's on the street now!" Tangun struggled desperately, but he was afraid of hurting Dazai.

"Then why are we ghosts now, no one can see it!" Dazai was very determined.

"It would be a shame!"

"That wouldn't be better!" Dazai said loudly.

Tangun: "..."

"...It will hurt if you don't do anything." Tangun tried to make a final struggle.

Dazai fumbled in his pocket, took out a tube of lubricant, and slapped it on Tangun's hand.

Tangun was stunned.

He also noticed that when Dazai touched his pocket, he seemed to find some strange props.

Dazai said triumphantly, "I was thinking about whether the things I brought with me when I died would become permanent equipment, so I took them with me."

"What's there to be proud of!" Tangun collapsed in shock, "Did you bring this thing with you when you jumped off the building?"

Dazai nodded vigorously.

Tangun: "..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also touched the pocket of the dead body on the ground.

It was dirty work, but he had to do it himself.

What if Dazai wants to leave some important news when he commits suicide?

Maybe it will be a ** secret.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out the familiar red book from the lining of his windbreaker, which was already soaked in blood.

As for the pocket outside... Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think there would be anything important.

But he still stretched out his hand, wanting to see if there would be anything inside.

He reached in with his hand, and felt that there seemed to be a lot of things inside. He pulled it out, took a look, and then threw it on the ground as if he saw something hot.

"Damn it! Dazai, are you so horny!"

Why did this guy bring this kind of thing when he jumped off the building!

The sorrow about Dazai's suicide disappeared in Nakahara Chuya's heart in an instant.

What came flooding up was swear words in various languages ​​from various countries.

Of course Dazai guessed that Chuka was scolding him.

But he didn't care, he did what he should do, and the rest was the honeymoon trip of the retired leader.

Instead, he took Tangun, who is also a ghost, to hitch a ride, and then took the ride to Paris.

Ghosts don't need to buy a plane ticket!

Dazai didn't pay attention to how his body was restrained, and took Tangun on the flight abroad that night.

"Wow wow wow!" Dazai coaxed him to sit on the plane—not Tangun who was inside the plane, hugged Dazai tightly, his legs went numb because he was afraid of heights.

Dazai laughed loudly, and suddenly pointed to the sky: "Tangun, look!"

Tangun raised his head.

There's a lot less light pollution up there, so he can see the stars, the Milky Way, and... two falling meteors.

"Tangun, how about we jump down like a shooting star?" Dazai said rather badly, "Will it be like a roller coaster?"

"Don't bully me—" Tangun was reminded of his height and hugged Dazai tightly again.