The cursed girl is not disqualified in the world

"Now, what did you just say? Say it again."

Osamu Dazai pressed the muzzle of a black gun to the forehead of a kneeling middle-aged man, looked at him with a gloomy expression, and let the middle-aged man shake himself into a sieve.

The back was almost drenched in cold sweat. At this moment, the middle-aged man couldn't think of what he said wrongly, and he was about to be threatened by Mafia's life.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?"

The cold muzzle of the gun pierced his skin, and he felt that the middle-aged man who was killed by the evil ghost subconsciously repeated what he said before: "...the strawberry flavor is gone... only vanilla flavor... and... chocolate flavor..."

"Crack!"

It was the sound of the safety bolt being loaded.

"Oh!"

Under the stimulation of life and death, the middle-aged man directly hit the hard masonry wound with his head, forcefully smashing his head out of a huge swollen bag.However, because the middle-aged man lost consciousness before grabbing the ground with his head, he naturally avoided the scene of feeling pain.

"Tsk."

Looking at the middle-aged man who fainted from fright, Osamu Dazai made a breathy sound through his nasal cavity.He threw the gun in his hand to the subordinate behind him: "Drag this guy out and throw it on the street."

Without any doubt or hesitation about Osamu Dazai's order, the port mafia members who received the order immediately stepped forward and dragged away the fainted middle-aged man.

After clearing away the people around him, Osamu Dazai walked into the ice cream store alone. He stood in front of the raw material cabinet for making ice cream and searched carefully.

It didn't take long for Osamu Dazai to find the bag with 'Strawberry Flavored Cocoa Powder' written on it. He slowly cut the mouth of the bag with scissors: "Isn't there some material for this?"

Thinking of the middle-aged man who dared to say that the strawberry flavored ice cream was gone just now, Dazai Osamu's face became more gloomy, but within a few minutes he restrained his leaked emotions: "No, this is the one that Miss Aoi likes." It’s better not to let this place be polluted by blood.”

After calming down his violent emotions, Osamu Dazai calmed down and began to make strawberry ice cream seriously.His movements are very proficient, as if he has practiced thousands of times in private, every movement has no unnecessary cumbersomeness, and he carries out the ice cream making process precisely and quickly.

In the zoo where only Osamu Dazai and the animals stayed, Osamu Dazai was holding two ice creams mixed with strawberry and vanilla flavors, eating them while wandering around the zoo.

He passed the Peacock Garden, Elephant Area, Tiger Area, Gray Wolf Area, Parrot House...

There was a little episode when passing the parrot house.

The macaw in the parrot house likes to imitate human beings the most, looking at the only ice cream wrapper in Osamu Dazai's hand, he yelled greedily: "Ice cream, ice cream."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids, glanced at the noisy parrot lightly, and flicked it with his cold fingers: "Birds die early when they eat ice cream."

This greedy macaw is surprisingly human: "I can't die, I can't die."

Originally, parrots have special vocal organs, but when they say the phrase '死なない', their voices become hoarse, like a painful cry for help when a person is in despair.

Osamu Dazai's face was completely merged into the shadows, and he seemed to be parroting unconsciously: "...Are you dead?"

Hearing that the human in front of him was actually repeating his own words, the macaw screamed even more vigorously: "Die na nai, die na nai, die na nai..."

Immediately, '死なない' echoed repeatedly in the empty birdhouse because there were no tourists.If someone enters by mistake at this time, they will definitely wonder for a moment whether they have encountered a supernatural event.

Osamu Dazai couldn't take it anymore, he smashed the ice cream cone that had been crumpled into a ball on the macaw's head: "...shut up!"

Then the boy who was too slender under the black coat disappeared outside the birdhouse.

Hit on the head by a paper ball, the macaw diverted his attention, grabbed the paper ball with his paws, and started playing with it as a new toy: "Sunflower."

For some reason, the macaw playing with the paper ball suddenly said a word it didn't understand to the empty space, and then forgot the words he said, and continued to play with the paper ball.

All this happened without anyone knowing.

After leaving the parrot house, Osamu Dazai walked around aimlessly, without any concern for his own safety.When he came back to his senses, his legs had mechanized leading him to a flower bed.

It was a flower bed full of hydrangeas. Purple, blue, pink, and white hydrangeas were crowded together, looking like each other's support, staying intimately in the same flower bed , breathing the salty sea breeze together and enjoying the warm sun together, it looks very lively and not lonely at all.

The violent emotions in Osamu Dazai's heart surged up inexplicably, and the black breath urged him to destroy everything that looked beautiful in front of him. This world is not worthy of beautiful things at all.

The hand neatly wrapped in a white bandage slowly stretched out to the delicate hydrangea.

"Do not……"

As if the reflection of the bandage had hurt his eyes, Osamu Dazai withdrew his hand as if in pain.He lowered his head, turned his hands over, and turned his palms to himself, as if he could still feel the touch of the hydrangea just now.

Warm and cool, delicate, it seems that it will be broken when it is folded, and moist 'blood' will flow out of the fracture...

"No! Can't hurt her!"

He retracted his hands nervously, stuffed them into his pockets, and covered them under the black cloth.It seems that as long as he hides, others will never see his hands again.

Osamu Dazai curled up his waist, curled up on the chair beside the flower bed like a shrimp, with his back facing the hydrangea, in the light smell, his consciousness gradually drifted away.

He dreamed of his first visit to the Yokohama Zoo with Miss Aoi.

Miss Aoi laughed happily that day, although the number of times was not many, Dazai Osamu carefully recorded the number of times Miss Aoi laughed every time, there were twelve times in total.

The first time Miss Aoi laughed was when he bought her strawberry ice cream mixed with vanilla;

When Miss Kui laughed for the second time, it was when she saw the peacock with its tail spread and turned around to show its buttocks;

The third time Miss Kui laughed was when he was sprayed with water by the elephant's trunk;

The fourth time Miss Kui laughed was when she threw the pheasant to the tiger, but the tiger let the pheasant slip away from his mouth;

When Miss Kui laughed for the fifth time, it was when he tried to wake up the sleeping gray wolf and howl a few times, but the gray wolf ignored it;

When Miss Kui laughed for the sixth time, it was when the parrot flapped its wings and snatched away the cone in his hand;

When Miss Aoi laughed for the seventh time...

……

After counting, Osamu Dazai fell asleep completely, and the whole zoo fell silent. The gentle sea breeze brushed the boy's curly hair, revealing his childish and baby-fat face.

The sun slanted down, and the shadow cast by the boy on the bench was printed next to the hydrangea, and the small, baby-like shadow embraced the hydrangea.