After becoming a blood clan, he did everything possible to seek death

When getting out of the car, Dazai still received a beating from Ozzy. There was no other reason. The smart Ozzy accidentally remembered Dazai's "buying oranges" before. Out of curiosity, he searched the Internet and understood the meaning. meaning.

Although it was said to be a beating, in fact Ozzy just patted Dazai on the head as a punishment.

On the contrary, Dazai looked aggrieved, lowered his head pitifully, and followed Oz to get out of the car.

This time they came to a country that even Dazai couldn’t name—the station was extremely shabby, and the conductor sitting in the dilapidated window was dozing off little by little, and there was no one in the whole station except them It's time for someone else.

Dazai stood in front of the empty small shop in the station and was amazed.He has not seen this kind of unmanned small shop with a box at the door to collect money for many years. It is difficult for a shop that relies on personal consciousness to survive in a big city. A person who took the goods in the store but did not pay them appeared.

Didn't expect this kind of shop to exist here.

Ozzy stood beside Dazai and half bent down, looking in the glass window in front of him.

The extremely clean glass reflected the faces of the two of them—one with delicate features, a faint smile between his brows and eyes, and half of his face hidden behind bandages, but even so could not stop his tall nose bridge and deep the other eye.

"It's like the snacks sold by the old lady behind your house." Oz clicked on the glass window, wanting Dazai to see the red and green packaging bags.

This is indeed a shop that sells old snacks, and there are even many snacks that Dazai has never seen before.

Finding that Dazai didn't respond, Ozzy was a little strange, and called again: "Dazai?"

Only then did Dazai come back to his senses, shifted his eyes to cover up, and then quickly turned back, looking at the place Oz pointed at.

"You were in a daze just now?" Oz was a little curious, "Could it be because you saw this and recalled your childhood?"

Dazai pursed his lips, directly ignoring the first half of Ozzy's accusation that he was distracted, and said, "When I was a child? At that time, my family didn't let me eat these things."

The specific Dazai didn't say much, seeing his disgusted look, Oz knew that he probably didn't want to recall those things.

But Li could get a certain piece of information from Dazai's words, Ozzy raised his eyebrows and smiled lowly.

Dazai squinted at Oz: "What are you laughing at?"

Ozzy restrained his smile, and waved his hands generously: "Go, since you haven't eaten it, let me show you the taste of these dim sum, just choose the one you like."

He patted the pocket, showing the corner of a gem inside, and blinked.

Dazai read what Oz meant—anyway, if you have no money, you can exchange it with the person who bought the gems.

"Yes," Dazai sighed in his heart, "Then thank Mr. Oz for his generosity first."

Talking about letting Dazai choose what he likes, but Oz himself seems to be much more interested than Dazai.He stuffed the small basket into Dazai's hand, walked in front, and picked out those weird-looking snacks in the basket all the way, nicknamed "picking out delicious ones for you".

Later, he even felt disgusted that Dazai didn't take the initiative to follow behind at all, so he simply snatched the small basket and picked it back and forth in front of the shelf by himself.

Dazai was considerate at such a time, seeing through Ozzy's selfishness, picked a milk-flavored lollipop, sat at the door, and waited for the people inside to come out.

There are few people walking around in the peaceful town, and it may be because they came at an unlucky time, the students had not finished their classes, and the adults were busy working in the fields.

When Ozzy came out, there was a big plastic bag hanging on his arm, and the instant noodles were held in both hands. The scalding heat came out of the instant noodle box, dyeing Ozzy's fingers red. .

Dazai quickly reached out to pick it up, and was scalded with Ozzy to flip the ice cream in the freezer.

God knows why they are sitting in front of other people's shops, with instant noodles in one hand and popsicles in the other.

Anyway, Dazai didn't quite understand it, he had never done such a stupid thing before.

Ozzy pinched the stopwatch and asked him to wait 3 minutes before opening the noodles. Dazai had no choice but to take apart the popsicle.

The popsicles in this small town are very old. They are the type where two popsicles are connected together and can be shared with companions when they are broken apart.This is no longer sold in big cities, because I don’t know when it will start, and there will be more and more people without companions, and the small and independent popsicles will be more popular.

Dazai handed the other half to Ozzy, and for some reason he started to be in a daze again.

Ozzy licked the top of the popsicle twice before realizing that Dazai was distracted. He bumped the people around him with his arm and said vaguely, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Dazai thought about it, and handed his own to Ozzy: "Your one seems to be tastier."

Ozzy looked at the popsicles with the same appearance, wondering: "Should we both have the same taste? And I've eaten this one before..."

"It's okay," Dazai pulled Ozzy's hand over, lowered his head and took a big bite, his eyes narrowed from the ice, he finally swallowed what was in his mouth, and then stuck out his tongue to perfunctory his own I licked the top of the popsicle, and said flatly, "Ah, so it really is a taste."

Dazai's expression couldn't tell whether he thought the popsicle was delicious or not. In short, he just lowered his eyes, breathed out a breath of air, and then smiled softly by himself, with a very gentle look.

For some reason, Ozzy, who wanted to knock Dazai on the head to educate him, couldn't bear to break such a peaceful time.

Oz suddenly wanted to touch Dazai's eyes and ask him why he was so happy now.

But he just relaxed his shoulders, sat beside Dazai, and made his imprint on the crooked popsicle that was bitten.

The cold touch came from the tip of his tongue, and Ozzy squinted his eyes, enjoying the shocking feeling.

Seeing that Ozzy was also iced, Dazai's smile widened a bit: "Seeing that I was iced, you still took such a big bite, imitating others."

Only because he didn't want to be accused by Dazai, Ozzy snorted twice, and leaned in front of Dazai: "Let me taste yours?"

"Why, didn't you mention a different taste?" Dazai raised his hand to prevent Ozzy from touching him.

But this happened to stimulate Ozzy's desire to win and lose, which hadn't appeared for a long time. They fought for each other like a game. Dazai avoided Ozzy's movements, and then showed fatigue when he was embraced by Ozzy, and sighed. Let Ozzy eat his popsicle in one go.

"Why are you acting like a child?"

"I don't want to be called a child by a child, hum."

The two shared each other's food, and finally bid farewell to this quiet, unmanned shop.

This unknown small town is as featureless as it looks, but compared to the noisy city, such a quiet place is easier to satisfy.

Oz said that they came here for a purpose, and the owner of the monster roster that they inquired about before seemed to live here.If it was the owner of the roster who ruled over all the big youkai in the world, maybe he would know how to transform Dazai from a vampire back into a human.

"Occasionally, I heard chattering little monsters say that the owner of the monster list is a strange guy who would fight with monsters everywhere, and then let the lost monsters write their names in the book, so that the monsters whose real names were known would have to obey the list Master's order." Oz told Dazai what he had learned.

Holding Ozzy's snacks in his arms, Dazai just sighed lightly, "Looks like he's a militant" when he heard the words, and then he didn't continue, showing no curiosity about the owner of the roster at all.

Not even a trace of motivation could be felt from him.

"I'd rather find a shade to lie down and sleep until dark." Dazai yawned, and Oz took the opportunity to stuff a mouthful of candy.

The bulging cheek Dazai frowned, chewed the food in his mouth perfunctorily, swallowed it immediately, and said, "Don't want this, I don't like fudge."

Ozzy was amazed, and threw the next jelly candy into his mouth: "Well, I thought you would like to eat anything sweet."

I don't know whether it was infected by Dazai's slap or something, but Ozzy really felt a little sleepy while walking on the path in the field.

He has a very short itinerary for today, he intends to take Dazai to find a place to live, then taste all the delicious food around, and then go find the owner of the legendary monster register.

Maybe I can meet some little monsters, and then I will ask the owner of the roster what he likes, and buy something the other party likes. After all, there is something to ask for.

As he was walking, Ozzy felt something hit his back.He turned his head, sure enough, Dazai pressed against his back tightly, resting his head against his shoulder.

"Can't walk anymore?"

Dazai's nose let out a short reply.

"I've noticed that you've become more and more squeamish recently. Why can't you walk a few steps?" Oz still stopped where he was, letting Dazai lean on him to rest, "That's right."

Dazai: "What?"

Oz reached out and touched Dazai's head: "Have you grown taller recently?"

He gestured to his chest and said, "It was only this tall before."

Then he raised his palm to a position very close to his shoulder: "It's so high now."

Ozzy lowered his head, stared, and stretched his thumb and index finger to make a distance comparison: "I've grown so much taller!"

"...What are you doing?" Dazai straightened his body a little uncomfortably, "you are exaggerating, are you trying to blame me for being taller and relying on you?"

"No." Ozzy smiled good-naturedly, rubbing Dazai's head, "I just feel a little happy."

He didn't say why he was happy, the person in front of him could only make him happy if he grew taller, Dazai would definitely laugh at him if he said such a thing.

Fortunately, Dazai seemed to be thinking about something too, and looked a little more embarrassed than Ozzy.

Ozzy put down his hand, and stretched out his hand to Dazai: "Can I continue walking if I hold you?"

After finishing speaking, Ozzy didn't wait for Dazai's answer, but insisted on leading Dazai to their target location.

The roads in the countryside were neither intimidating nor narrow, but the two of them naturally stuck together and walked forward.The weather is neither cold nor hot. It is a very refreshing weather. The clouds in the sky are thick and the sky is blue and clean.

Ozzy was often bored enough to observe his surroundings, and when he was alone, he could stare at the sky or the river for a whole day without moving.

But there are very few situations where he can't help but sigh every minute.

Maybe this place is so beautiful, Ozzy thought, it was right to take Dazai on a trip together, they could enjoy the scenery together.

Maybe the place to go in the future will be more beautiful.

Can they find farther and better scenery together?

Ozzy didn't want to think about it.

He took a piece of pastry from Dazai that was not very delicately made. It was obvious that the pastry was prepared for children. To explore the different flavors of each layer.

There is chocolate sauce in the middle of each layer of cake, and there are several rings of flowers that cannot be seen from the prototype, which makes Ozzy hesitate where to order so as not to damage the beautiful flowers.

While hesitating, Oz felt a pain in his calf.

Lowering his head, a child clutching his forehead fell to the ground, the panic on his face hadn't faded away.

When the child got into trouble and saw the adult, he showed a joyful expression: "There is someone who can talk in the back—" The child stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation, and the child seemed to think of something, struggling to get up from the ground and wanted to leave.

Oz quickly squatted down and stretched out his hand, and caught the child whose foot was twisted due to the fall.

On the side, Osamu Dazai, who was watching silently, narrowed his eyes dangerously—I always feel that this scene seems familiar?