In Yokohama's days as a writer

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As soon as I opened my eyes, this ceiling, this bed, this room, as always, was a nightmare for Atsushi Nakajima.

He lived alone in this dark confinement room. When he was young, he hid in the corner and cried in fear, begging the dean to let him out, but as time went by, he got used to it. the environment here.

But he still hates this place, the life here, the environment here, the people here, he doesn't like everything here.

The sky outside is only a little bright, the sun has not yet crossed the horizon, every morning when the sun rises is his favorite moment, the warm sunlight is projected from the only small iron window, bringing light to the dark world , even if it is just an illusion, it can make him feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

Atsushi Nakajima is such a child who is easy to satisfy. He silently tidied up his clothes and started to stay away again. Loneliness is something that has accompanied him these years.

Countless images flashed through his head. He was thinking about what the world outside the orphanage was like. He wanted to try the crepes that other children admired. When he could go out, he would definitely buy a lot when he had money. Delicious, no longer have to suffer from hunger.

In other words, when will the meal be served? He is so hungry. It would be great if it was ochazuke today. I am so hungry that I can even eat a bowl.

His stomach had already started to growl. Atsushi Nakajima knew that it was still early for dinner, but he obviously couldn't sleep because he was full of thoughts.

He sighed and comforted himself by talking to himself: "Okay, Atsushi Nakajima, you can hold on, Ochazuke is ahead, don't give up!"

Gollum-

Atsushi Nakajima touched his growling stomach, and lowered his head in frustration: "It looks like I need to find something to divert my attention."

The confinement room was very empty, with only a bed and a small cabinet. Atsushi Nakajima rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found a dusty book in a corner.

"Retrograde" Yandao Cong Er.

Atsushi Nakajima picked up the book carefully, and blew the dust on it. He looked at the book carefully. He knew the author's name, and he was a very famous writer. Read several articles by this person.

Atsushi Nakajima can't fully understand the meaning in it, but occasionally he will be burned and resonated by the emotions depicted in it, as if he is the protagonist in the book.

He has always been interested in Yandao Zhonger, but due to the life in the orphanage, he did not dare to share his thoughts with the dean. He did not expect to read Yandao Zhonger's book here.

Atsushi Nakajima was very happy. He carefully held the book, curled his legs, leaned against the head of the bed, and began to read the book in his hand.

Retrograde is made up of several short stories, which are not related to each other but are closely connected. Atsushi Nakajima flipped through the book page after page. Drowning in.

From the beginning of "Hometown", Atsushi Nakajima has been involved in it. Obviously, the protagonist of each story is different, but Atsushi Nakajima has already substituted into it. He seems to have seen himself from babbling to an old age. This kind of words that directly pierced his soul made his eyes slightly astringent.

Atsushi Nakajima thought it was a book that would end in mourning, but "Romantic Lantern" gave him a different surprise.

The human body is going straight to death, but the soul can escape the shackles of the host, shed the painful body, and pursue the innocence of the soul.

The description of the brothers and sisters at home, the warm daily life has another different feeling. Atsushi Nakajima can’t express it with his lack of words. If he is really asked to describe the emotions in his heart, he will say, I like it, really like very much.

Atsushi Nakajima felt a kind of resonance, which is the connection between heart and heart. This world is like a huge cage. We are out of place here, struggling, confused, and anxious all day long.

When Atsushi Nakajima closed the book, it was already noon. He took a long breath to calm down his messy mind, and raised his hand to gently stroke the title of the book.

"Yan Dao Zhong Er, I really want to get to know each other." This was Atsushi Nakajima's last thought before fainting from hunger.

Osamu Dazai brought his boss to the gate of the orphanage. The boss looked at this familiar place, his expression changed from careless to dangerous.

This is the orphanage where he took Atsushi Nakajima away. In his world, after Atsushi Nakajima left with him, he became the ultimate white god of death, just like Ryunosuke Akutagawa in this world.

When he stood here again, it was as if fate overlapped, giving him the illusion of being separated from another world.

The boy who was supposed to face the light fell into the abyss, even if he had arranged his funeral, when he left that world, the once false space would become the real world.

But this does not affect my anger when my privacy is offended. My boss knows too well that he and Osamu Dazai are the same person in another world. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the same person, so the most secret existence in my heart is in His eyes are naked/naked, and this feeling of being seen through is the most taboo for slaughter creatures.

To them, being honest with each other is like making Akutagawa give up pursuing Dazai's approval, and Nakahara Nakaya growing to 1.8 meters is as difficult as it is impossible.

It is the default way of getting along with each other without telling the truth, but Osamu Dazai brought him to the orphanage, which obviously violated this way of getting along, and deeply invaded his territory. To this, the reaction of the boss Jitai was like Like a black cat in the invaded territory, it barks its teeth and claws, purring to warn the intruders.

For the leader Dazai, this meant digging out the carrion buried in his heart, the blood was mixed with flesh and blood, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

"That's what you said I would be interested in." The boss, Ji Tai, laughed back angrily.

He clearly knows what he is most taboo about, but Osamu Dazai wants to step on his bottom line, but he will not really cross it, which makes him love and hate.

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to see the anger of his boss at all, and continued to test frantically on the edge of his boss's anger: "I have made an appointment in advance, just go in directly."

The boss's kite-colored eyes returned to a pool of stagnant water, silent and dull: "Really?"

He turned his head mechanically, looking at Osamu Dazai smiling, the smile on that familiar face was so meaningful and disgusting.

"Okay." The boss wife sneered, her eyes narrowed, "I will accompany you at any time."

The boss thought too much, and sure enough, the person he hated the most was Osamu Dazai.