The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

Oda Miyuki was shaken awake.

She opened her eyes and smelled the smell of disinfectant floating in the air.

There is a white ceiling above the head, and the closed curtains reflect a dim light blue.I can hear the sound of the instrument running in my ear, I don't know what it is, it is definitely not an electrocardiogram.

Oda Miyuki was lying on the bed, looking at the bracket on the left side.A bag of liquid was hanging from it, and it looked like it was about to bottom out, and a thin tube extended down to the back of her left hand, which was resting on the quilt.

How long did I sleep?

This is her first question.

Why are you getting fluids?

This is the second one.

Just when the second thought appeared in her mind, there was a sound of being opened from the direction of the door on the lower right which was partitioned off by the wall.Two footsteps came in one after the other, and one of them was saying something:

"According to the inspection, she was indeed just frightened, and drowsiness should be the way to relieve herself. Now Mr. Nakajima in the next room has woken up. If there is not much difference between the two people, maybe Miss Xianyuan will also soon. will wake up."

The other person didn't speak.

"Miss Xianyuan... are you awake?"

When the two people outside walked to the hospital bed, the nurse who came over to change the dressing just lowered her head and met a pair of gray eyes.Those eyes blinked, and then looked at the man next to him.

It's Dazai.

The man in the sand-colored windbreaker stood on one side, his eyes stopped for a second on the infusion bag dangling in the nurse's hand, and then fell back on Oda Miyuki: "Miss Hanyuan, how do you feel?"

"It seems that there is nothing uncomfortable." Oda Miyuki said, moving slightly on the quilt, "Is Atsushi also hospitalized?"

She remembered hearing the conversation between the two just now, and decided to ask directly.Dazai nodded, and a few seconds later pulled the small stool near the coffee table, and sat down beside the bed.

"How much do you remember before you fell into a coma?" He asked calmly.

Oda Miyuki did not answer immediately.

The girl fell into memories, probably because she had been lying down for a long time, and her brain was not fully awake at the moment.Excluding that dark and sticky dream, earlier...before losing consciousness...

"It's Tuosijun?" she said, "We went to find the person who kidnapped me, and finally found out that it was Tuosijun. Then, something popped out of him—by the way, where are the others?"

Dazai looked at her with a somewhat uncertain expression.After a while, he shook his head and said softly, "He ran away."

Oda Miyuki did not speak.

"At that time... when the black shadow appeared, both you and Dunjun passed out. I also felt a little uncomfortable, but I was able to stay awake. The two people ran away at that time, and I called the police afterwards, but Their whereabouts have not been captured."

Dazai explained simply.As Oda Miyuki listened to the other party's voice, he recalled that strong feeling of disgust that he didn't know was acting on his body or mind.As if if those emotions just accumulated a little more, something really bad would happen.

After that, neither of them spoke again, as if the air was enveloped by something invisible and intangible.Until the drip in the infusion bag went down again, Oda Miyuki suddenly said:

"Mr. Dazai, what do you think... what is that?"

The dark-haired youth looked at her, iris eyes meeting gray ones.Even though he knew it was not the same person, for a moment, Oda Miyuki still felt something like weakness.

Calm down and stay awake.

Or... do you want to repeat the same mistakes?

[Odette and Odile.Black and white, true and false, like crime and punishment among human beings... You and I, as well as those who died, we are all Ogilia who thought we were Ojita. 】

That was really too long ago, the girl thought in a daze.However, its influence on her may take more than ten or decades to truly dissipate.

It's like the reconciliation and struggle between the individual and childhood, just like many people try to resist their inheritance from their parents.Warmth and scars will leave the same imprint on the growing root system, and perhaps there is no so-called healing at all, even if the memory is discarded.

It's like... She remembered the smile on the man's face when she fell from the rooftop with Osamu Dazai before she fell into the book.It was an expression that seemed to be immersed in a sweet sleep, like a person who was exhausted to the point of death, finally able to close his eyes and rest.

There was nothing false about that look, and neither was the smile.When you see him, you even feel that death is a kind of salvation for him, and life is pain.

The girl was lying on the hospital bed, her eyes were watching the slowly falling liquid, as if she was emptying out.Then she blinked and asked suddenly: "Mr. Dazai, can I be discharged from the hospital today?"

The question just now hadn't been answered yet, but she suddenly changed to the next question.The man sitting by the bed was startled, and subconsciously hummed.

Before he could say anything else, Oda Miyuki turned his head again: "What about Atsu-kun?"

"Actually, Atsushi-kun woke up this morning. His supernatural ability itself can enhance his physical fitness, and he will be comatose until today. It should be a mental problem." Although Oda Miyuki's question can be called a jump, Dazai didn't think about it. Hesitating, "I just said I was going to buy something, so I should be here soon."

Oda Miyuki nodded, then suddenly smiled.

The moment he jumped down from the building, his expectation of death should be real.

However, when she rushed over, hugged him and bit him.The man touched his bleeding lips, and the smile he showed was also real.

Just like earlier, they crowded at the table in the coffee shop and made an appointment to get married within three months;

Or when they met for the first time, the black-haired young man's eyes widened slightly, and he said dryly like a boy, "My name is Dazai. That, Dazai Osamu."

"Anyway, thank you, Dazai-kun." She said, "Dun-kun and I fainted at the time, please bring us here."

Dazai froze for a moment.

"Ah, Miss Xianyuan is too polite, such a serious thank you..."

Hearing the man's familiar yet unfamiliar voice, which seemed habitually glib, Oda Miyuki smiled.

She did not speak.

That dark dream... and the monster that appeared in the dream.Furthermore, the place where she is at this time, this hospital, and this stranger in a familiar shell beside her.

She seemed to have found some possible clues among these chaotic people and things.

Facts have proved that even if it is a dummy in the book world, Dazai's action power is still the same as his speed of stealing cards.

In a sense, the Dazai in this world is very similar to the "real Dazai" in Oda Miyuki's cognition.

They were discharged from the hospital before the sun went down.Oda Miyuki packed a few boxes of lunch boxes at a nearby octopus ball shop, and brought two cans of crab meat by the way.

"Hey, does Miss Xianyuan like to eat this too?"

Seeing what the girl proposed, Dazai stared at the canned crab meat and said.

"I like it very much, but I can't eat too much." Oda Miyuki said, and handed two of the bento boxes to Dazai and Nakajima Atsushi, "I'm sorry to trouble you these two days, this restaurant tastes very good, please be sure to accept it Down."

Both of them were a little surprised, but they didn't refuse.Atsushi Nakajima even hugged the box in a hurry, and then bowed ninety degrees to her.

Oda Miyuki looked at his soft face, and thought of the "White Grim Reaper" in black again.In fact, it was the same face, and a boy of the same age could have looked like this in the past.

"Don't be so polite, Dunjun," she said, taking the opportunity to pat the other person's head again, "Aren't we Xiao Shuran?"

"..." I found myself a big white cat who was used to being touched.

The three chatted for a few more words, and soon reached the place where they were separated.Before saying goodbye officially, Dazai said to Oda Miyuki: "The suspect is still on the run. Although there are doubts about the other party's purpose, we think he will come to you in all likelihood. So, we and your agent After discussion, it is best to suspend all activities that require public appearances as much as possible in the near future."

"I'm fine." Oda Miyuki nodded.

She didn't come here to start a career.It should be said that the reason why the person who set up this story gave her this profession may be to increase the possibility of "accidents".

"In addition, I heard that Miss has a residence near the detective agency, so you can consider moving there. The detective agency will provide protection until the incident is resolved."

Oda Miyuki did not refuse. In fact, her manager also called to talk about this matter just now.The residence was on the same street as the detective agency, and it was a well-secured neighborhood.

To be honest, the Armed Detective Agency is not a large-scale organization, and it is impossible to allocate many people to look after her.But in a world of novels that are not well-intentioned, Oda Miyuki is even more unwilling to entrust his own safety in the hands of others.

What's more, with her previous dreams and the dark shadow behind Fyodor... this world, I'm afraid it can't be solved by relying on individual hard anus or supernatural powers to fight against it.

That night, after Oda Miyuki settled the bento, he received a piece of information from the detective agency.

The information is not complicated, mainly a summary of the incident and personal information about the kidnapping suspect—the Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky of this world.

Judging from the contents of the files that can be found, he is an innocent man living abroad, with no criminal record.Roommate Morintaro is a doctor, and the two rented together for only a few months.

Oda Miyuki: "..."

Come on, I believe you are a good Russian.

After staring at this file for a while, Oda Miyuki still couldn't see anything.Finally, the girl exited the interface and glanced at the time on the phone screen.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, she was almost ready to go to bed at this time.However, I only regained consciousness at noon today, and strictly speaking, I have been asleep for a long time.

But it's not enough to stay up, no matter what, lying down can always brew some drowsiness.

Think of it as a time difference.

Also, if you dream again, maybe...

Oda Miyuki turned some scattered thoughts, quickly finished washing and climbed into bed, closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.I don't know how long it has passed, but a little drowsiness finally enveloped her.

Then she heard that kind of gurgling sound from far to near again.